While you’re all busy Januarying, don’t be afraid to dare to get a little wild with your cavolo ner0 (black cabbage) which Americans taught me to call lacinato kale. Now that I know in Italian it translates as black cabbage, I will from now on refer to this green by it’s undeniably more badass name.… Read More disaster salads // what to do when your Italian mother-in-law gives you loads of lemons
I admit that I am not organized or all that disciplined. My focus tends to last as long as my carbohydrate supply (somebody had panettone for dinner not naming names). I can be impulsive and irritable. I am feisty and scatter-brained and clumsy. And that’s okay.… Read More My Mission: Self-Love and Compassion
Hey 2016, I see you there, all beat up, bruised, and despised. WHAT a year. I think we are all ready to move on from this shameover of a year. Here are some of my highlights- humorous and (semi)-serious.… Read More 2016: Best // Worst
Whatever you’re feeling around the holidays, be it homesickness, loneliness, depression, joy, grief, or stress, I hope we can all take a pause from everything and everyone you find yourself with and just breathe. … Read More Merry Christmas: Stop and Feel the Feelings
I don’t have a “real job” right now, but at least going into 2017, I sleep in a real bed. Progress.
This is for me and my sanity, but this is also for them. I’m not even interested in trying to change Italian men, but every woman I see running that smiles back reinforces that we’re allowed to be here and that we have to fight for it together. … Read More Running in Italy, from a hopeful Feminist
Pretend like you’ve been using a bidet your whole life. Just do it, trust me. The second you start trying to explain that these don’t exist in the United States you’ll be met with shock and hygiene horror equivalent only to how your face would look if someone told you they have never before used handsoap. … Read More 5 Things About Italy I’ve Learned So Far…