‘Tis the season for funghi and salsiccia (mushrooms and sausage), they just taste right this time of year as the fog sticks around longer, the night comes quicker, the smell of wood smoke fills the air, and I wonder where on earth did I put my gloves. We’ve already been wearing thick neck scarves…

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 It’s not Father’s Day in Italy, but it is in our house. We have a strawberry plant on our back balcony and I’ve been carefully watching and tending so that Jeff’s first treat of the day was a handful of fragrant fragolini or frais des bois strawberries. I confess that I usually dole out a…

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My freezer has always been a tomb. It’s where odds and ends would wind up, behind the ice, lonely and forgotten. I’ve been able to dedicate significant real estate in the freezer just for cocktail glasses. I know that’s ecologically irresponsible, but the fridge came with a freezer and we like to have ice. I…

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