Pasta con le vongole verace. It might be my favorite pasta dish when I’m near the sea. . .
This one was a collective effort during our recent Culinary Adventure in the Aeolian Islands, prepared by our group and Chef Michael Sampson at the magical Capofaro.
When cooked in an open kitchen overlooking the sea with Stromboli puffing in the distance, a glass of Regaleali wine on hand, it is even better!
A trip to the aromatherapy garden near Marrakech is not only scintillating, but tasty.
Understanding how to make Berber bread (khobz) is simple, but it’s all in the know-how. Incredible how fast it cooks in the mud Tashelheit ovens. We eat the bread made from freshly ground semolina and barley warm with herb tea from the garden.
After a walk through the garden of various herbs used in distilling, we have a delicious picnic of kefta wrapped around rosemary branches and a vegetable tagine. Did I mention foot baths? Rose argan oil for the face? Come with me to Morocco in March.
Stepping into a culture with an open mind and heart reaps surprising long-lived benefits, a shift in thinking and ways of being. . .
M O D E N A. (Mòdna in Modenese dialect).
An elegant city boasting the no.1 restaurant in the world, Osteria Francescana, the oldest Salumeria in Europe, Salumeria Guisti, and the oldest Balsamic vinegar, well over a hundred years old and used as medicine.( La Vecchia Dispensa being my favorite.)
Bloom will offer drops of “Aceto Balsamico” on your gelato and Bar Guisti will give you a Negroni made with local bitters.
Don’t miss the gnoccho fritto, Tortellini in Brodo and the Lambrusco “metodo classico”. They have dressed it up to match the Bella Figura of this stylish town.
We visit Modena as part of our Culinary Adventure in Tuscany.
Re-Post from Instagram.
I was in Essaouira, Morocco on 9/11, 2001, drinking tea in a cafe near the beach. I was entertained by this old Moroccan man who came to the bar with his donkey.
He was a character as many of them are, a spring in his step and a twinkle in his eye. I couldn’t help but smile when he used a chair to hop up onto his trusty steed, whom had a potato chip bag on his forehead either for decoration or sun protection.
I was not prepared for what happened that day. No one was. I must tell you the Moroccans could not have been more kind or concerned. Here’s a prayer of peace for that fateful day.
Fabio Picchi of Cibreo fame, has realized yet another dream ~ a small organic supermarcato + vivaio (nursery) on the terrazza next to mercato di Sant’Ambrogio. Love at first sight to see an unbelievable variety of fruits all named and spread artfully on the table. I wanted to pull up a chaise and lounge, paint or just study. Plants and seeds are available.
This was all before I descended into the store which had a nice array of fresh veg, fish and delicacies. I bought a small loaf of pane sano with turmeric and blueberries and that, my friends, is not something you find everyday a Firenze.
When in New Delhi, India, we visit the home of our friends Shoba and Mohan for a family style meal. We learn from Shoba some of the dishes that she prepares for her family and she shares some of her favorite recipes with us. While Shoba cooks vegetarian meals, these two chutneys she taught us are simple to prepare and will elevate any meal, vegetarian or not.
There’s more to sailing than sailing. Sailing is what you do after everything has been done, like lift the sails, check the direction of the wind, wind the ropes… just like having a fire after you have chopped the wood and set it aflame.
It’s a totally different orientation. The boat becomes our home. We live, cook and sleep on water. We visit people and markets and cafes on land, take hikes, then we come back home.
We sail to hidden coves to swim and watch a sunset while sipping a really good local wine. We hear stories of how people lived off the sea, while we make our own fish stew and tell our own stories. We get lost in thought, a good book, and swoon at the moon. We get away, but closer to the essence of ourselves.
It’s a gentle floating retreat on the Mediterranean Sea.
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David White is not only a poet I admire, he is a friend.
For several years, along with a few other friends, we accompanied him on a sort of annual pilgrimage, having good conversations about whatever particular harvest one might be experiencing in one’s life while roaming the Tuscan countryside.
His poetry speaks dearly to me about my own experiences traveling and as some of you know, I use his poetry during my own programs. As I though about our program in Amalfi and worked on our monthly newsletter, I wanted to share one of his poems with you.
It all starts with the first step — or in Amalfi’s case, taking the first plunge. [Read more…]