Poetry doesn't belong to those who write it; it belongs to those who need it. 'Il Postino' When thinking of Italian houses I'd love to restore the number one for me is the childhood home of my husbands grandfather Guiseppe. He grew up in the village of Leni on the island of Salina with his […] Read More

Excitement, we’re cooking Sfingi today and the kids are already hyped up like they‘ve eaten a bowl of sugar. Cooking up some love, Carina is learning to cook with Nonna and Daddy. I watch them giggling and adding a bit of this and a bit of that. They whip up the mixture in no time […] Read More