My local bar, Ranieri, is decked in black curtains today. Last night in the Derby della Madonnina (any game between the two soccer clubs of Milan), Inter lost to arch rival Milan. A happy day for the black-and-red’s. A day of sadness for the black-and-blue’s. A veritable death for the hardcore such as Sergio, the owner of the bar. My interista husband’s take on the match: “We were unlucky.”
What is it?The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.