Finishing in Florence
I can never seem to finish writing about my trip. The last couple of days get away from me. Maybe because I’m trying to engage all my senses to remember every last detail. Maybe because the last day or so is consumed with packing, repacking, buying another suitcase for...
Last Day in Anghiari
Sunday was our last day in Anghiari. The day after my birthday and the day before we leave. What to do? Our favorite things, of course. Take a walk, have lunch, do something fun in the afternoon, have happy hour, have dinner, have a quiet evening before we turn...
You Say It’s Your Birthday!
Saturday was my birthday. It rained most of the day and I tried really hard not to take it personally. We didn’t do much because of the rain. We went to the Arezzo antique market and timed it just right so that it wasn’t raining until we were on...
Tobacco Road
Friday morning was beautiful so we took a long walk through the tobacco fields. It’s harvest time and the fields are in different states of denuding. I can’t figure out the tobacco harvest methodology. Some fields are stripped completely clean and others they take only the top leaves or...
Day Trippin’
Our friends Judy and Jim from Atlanta recently bought and renovated an apartment in Spoleto. They just got back right before we left to come here and they gave us the keys and directions so Thursday we went for a visit. Spoleto is about an hour and a half...
A Chance Encounter
When we got off the plane in Rome and were making our way through the ridiculously long customs line, we met a woman who broke in line in front of us. We were a little grumpy from the long flight and the long line that stretched ahead of us. ...
La Famiglia
The astute reader of Sprezzatura, Y’all has realized that most of our activities revolve around food. Well, part of the reason is because food is central to Italian life. Meals are social, familial, and bonding experiences. Few people come away from a meal hoping to never see those people...
Rainbows and Billy Goats
Monday was another one of those slow, do whatever you want kind of days. No plans, no commitments – just all of Italy at our disposal. We took a long walk out in the country and saw a herd of goats watched over by two very attentive dogs. Then...
Ascoltare
It’s Sunday so that can only mean one thing – a visit to the Monterchi market for porchetta for breakfast. I can’t tell you how good these things are. They make you want to cry. The pork is everything you want it to be – juicy, tender, crispy –...