The streets are narrow, almost shy, as if they were trying to hide from the world. And yet, they open again and again—into small squares, into light, into moments that linger. In Gargano, somewhere between

Good evening, blog friends, how was your Easter? As always during the holidays, we went to lunch at my mother-in-law's, who is truly an excellent cook! As always, she created a fantastic menu, even too

Somebody has a macab sense of humour in the dollar store.