I only go to the market once a week- every Monday after class. In the Florence Central Market, there are a variety of different produce stands, but I always go to the same one. The bright green vines of the ripe tomatoes, and deep red strawberries sitting… More
Week 3 Intentions Matter. This past weekend, I experienced how intentions greatly impact the taste of our food. Over the weekend, other Arcadia students and I visited the Orsini Farm– a family farm on Trasimeno Lake. The family who owned the farm welcomed… More
My mother used to take me to small farmers’ markets when I was younger. I remember how our town center’s field became occupied with 10 or so tents, and how fun it was to pass by each stand. Walking through a Traditional Florentine food market was a whole… More
After my school bus would drop me off in front of my high school, I would unwrap the peanut butter toast I had made earlier that morning. While walking– and sometimes running– I would quickly take bites of my breakfast in the hope that I would finish… More
We asked Prof. Eva Garau for a last-minute attempt at making sense of these most confusing and potentially uproarious elections for our English-speaking community. Italians have a phrase they use quite often, “the least worst”; never as in these elections… More