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.
Category Archives: ITALY
DAY: Thursday, even though I woke up feeling—think Bill Murray in Ground Hog’s Day—that it was Wednesday all over again and that it would be kinda nice if it were, in fact, Saturday. MORNING MEDITATION: 10 minutes. Went pretty well today. I’m new at … Continue reading
Today is one of the great clichés. And as with most clichés, there’s a reason for its existence. We do love and we love passionately. And without love we would be nothing. But our love isn’t wrapped up in hearts … Continue reading
Cold has come. And as we all sort of thought it might, it came hard. We were so lulled into the warmth, so used to it, that when the cold came it took us, sillies that we are, by surprised. … Continue reading
Monique and I walked down the street, eating tomatoes like apples. We each had a big one so sweet and juicy that there was no other alternative. Juice ran down our chins and fingers until there was nothing left. I can’t tell you … Continue reading
Hello all. Haven’t blogged in forever. Life’s been busy and not in the kind of way you want to blog about. But Spring is here and along with it, enough of all that! Light, color, and, yes, a bit of … Continue reading
Buon giorno! Ciao tutti! Come state? Che bello rivedervi! I’m pulling out all the standard phrases here and — Ma come siete belli! — and that last one for good measure, because I’m so happy to be back. At least … Continue reading
You never forget your first granita. Mine was the classic granita al limone on the island of Favignana. Somewhere there’s a black and white snapshot of me, bent in full concentration, over this Mediterranean wonder of ice, lemon juice and … Continue reading
A couple weeks ago, I told you we were moving. And so we did! We moved from a couple kilometers outside the center of Milan to the very heart of it. We vacated the place on the left and landed in the … Continue reading
Thank you, New York Times, for showing it off so beautifully.