I just spent 7 days with the man in Provence. And now he heads to China tonight. Business travel sucks.
When we travel, Mr. Wild Dingo focuses on history and ancient sites. I focus on landscape, culture, city vibe, pretty things and cuisine. So other than my gluttonous indulgence in Italian cuisine, I had only one other mission going to Venice: glass. And lots of it. Continue reading “Eye Candy”
Our hotel was just a 1-minute walk from the Bridge of Sighs. The enclosed bridge with the two square windows connects the prisons to the interrogation room in Doge’s Palace, which by the way was much more stunning than I anticipated. A local legend says that lovers will be granted everlasting love and bliss if they kiss on a gondola at sunset under the bridge. Since my own bliss comes from driving Mr. Wild Dingo mad, I made sure to avoid boats and sunsets. Continue reading “Criminal Sighs”
Maybe I’m biased, but Italian food is hands down, the best cuisine in the world. Most often it’s simply prepared but can be as equally elegant as French cuisine. In Italian cuisine, flavors are raw, original and not subverted. While French cuisine is complex, flavor can sometimes be hidden or overtaken. Italian food on the other hand, never loses, and in fact celebrates, the original earthen flavors of its ingredients. Continue reading “A Taste of Venice”