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My life and times in the eternal city and beyond

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La Pajata – I am now truly Roman

One of my Roman friends kept telling me that my adoption by the city of Rome was just not complete until I tried an ancient delicacy of Roman cuisine – La Pajata. Well last night, ladies and gentlemen… I was baptised! And today it’s a whole new world. Oh and not only did I eat it, I had it in my own house, cooked by a Roman and pre-prepared by

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Abruzzo: Food, Feast, More Food & Pork!

I’m currently enjoying a little mini break away from Rome in Abruzzo. This region of my parents’ birth shares a border with Lazio and is therefore close and well connected to Rome. I always travel here by coach from Tiburtina station which takes an hour and a half – too easy! (for details and timetable visit www.arpaonline.it) Abruzzo is where I have my Italian residency. It is renowned for natural

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More! You know you’re living in Italy when..

These lists usually have a little negative connotation or recount pure Italian absurdities… But here are some that just make me smile and bring me to a happy place 🙂 You can buy pizza by the slice (relatively cheaply) on just about every corner (and while all are not the best quality, even the mediocre pack a good punch) Gelato tastes like its been made by the gods. You can

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Aperitivo Update: Doppiozeroo in Ostiense

Just up the road from my current home in Rome is Doppiozeroo – a very modern looking restaurant and wine bar. In English this means double zero (00) and given they make pizza – and lots of it – I believe the reference is to 00 flour, the Italian all purpose flour used for pasta, pizza, the works. My friend and I headed there for an impromptu aperitivo last night. Being

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Seafood feast fit for a King (or Queen)!

Don’t you love going out for dinner with friends? What makes it so enjoyable of course, is great company, food and wine and atmosphere (oh and did I mention good wine?). We had this tonight in droves. A friend of mine organised a dinner at L’Allegro (the happy one in English) – owned by his friend Davide who is Roman but with Sardinian heritage. So at 9pm (average dinner time

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Making pasta in the Roman Countryside… Life could be worse!

Good food.  Good wine.  It gets people talking.  It feeds the soul (and the stomach!). But importantly it brings people together.  This week I had the privilege of participating in a Roman Countryside Cooking Day organised by Fabio Bongiani’s cooking school – aptly named Fabiolous Cooking Day. And ‘fabiolous’ it truly was!  I can’t thank my brother and sister-in-law enough for this birthday present of a lifetime! (Yes, I have a

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Drills, Hammers and a Jesus Party to Remember

Since moving to Rome I have learnt to use a drill. I have also used a hammer and nails. Those of you who know me well – yes – you are on the right page and reading the right blog. And no, I have not been recently been abducted by aliens. It’s just me learning to do the things a strong, independent, single woman of the world should know how

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Carbonara means Rome

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

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My first Roman Easter

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

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I Porchettoni: An indoor Roman picnic!

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

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