I love the Italian language. It’s one of the romantic Latin languages like Spanish and French and obviously in my opinion it’s the most beautiful in the world. Even though I speak the language (and as I keep being told by my roman friends, with una bella pronuncia! – good pronunciation or accent), as it’s not my mother-tongue, I am still completely mesmerised by it. I confess, that when socialising
Well it’s just past midnight in Rome and according to Italians, I have just entered what is apparently going to be the luckiest year of my life! I’ve just turned 33 and according to this overly religious and superstitious bunch, this is my ‘L’anno di Cristo‘ – year of Christ (or as some of my friends and I jokingly call it, my ‘Jesus Year’). My response to every Italian (and
In my (food obsessed) opinion, telling someone that they must eat una carbonara in Rome at least once in their life is as natural as telling them that they have to visit the Eiffel Tower when in Paris, Big Ben in London or Statue of Liberty in New York city! For your visit to Rome, it’s just a must do alongside your list of tourist attractions like the Colloseum, Roman
Happy Easter everyone or Buona Pasqua a tutti! As promised, here’s a little run down of how I celebrated my first Easter away from home and my first Easter in Rome: Holy Thursday (Giovedì Santo) Well if you’ve been reading my blog 😉 you’d know that I kicked off the Easter period (ironically my name features in the Italian translation: il periodo Pasquale) with a visit to the Piazza Vittorio
Last night I ate at a picnic table indoors. I sat on a long wooden bench stool. Had cold meats and porchetta served to me on brown paper. There was no menu. I drank wine and water out of the same glass and food was eaten on a paper plate. Then waiters and customers broke out into Roman folk songs. The food was fantastic and I could have just about
I blogged a little while ago about top markets in Rome and today I have another to add to the list. The market of Piazza Vittorio (also known as Esquilino market) is no longer located in the Piazza itself but just a few streets over in a permanent market structure. My roommate introduced me to the place and for a second on arrival, I was transported to my early travelling
Lots of friends and family back home have been asking about what Easter is like in Rome and importantly what I’ll be doing to celebrate. Now I’m not really the religious type but I grew up in an Italian household ok! Which basically means that Easter has been marked by family and food for as long as I can remember. This will be my first Easter away from Melbourne and
I landed in Rome tonight and the feeling of excitement and pure happiness I get when the plane hits the tarmac at Fiumicino never seems to wane. Like I’ve said before ti allarga il cuore – it makes your heart sing. That is until: 1) The guy at customs doesn’t even look me in the eye and just scans my passport without stamping it (my heart actually sank – this
