The Adventurers
I had long wanted to visit Sant’Andrea Apostolo dello Ionio, my father's birthplace. Though I had learned much from my grandparents, who shared with me...
I had long wanted to visit Sant’Andrea Apostolo dello Ionio, my father's birthplace. Though I had learned much from my grandparents, who shared with me...
To my great surprise, we've had hundreds of visits to our little travel log, and a good chunk of visitors have navigated to the videos....
It was the night before our departure for Rome and there were two things on our minds: 1. We're going to sorely miss our Sant'Andrea family....
As I mentioned, Nino hinted that he had the cheese but wouldn't give it to us unless we came for lunch. We would have gone...
One thing about Italian drivers -- they're nuts. And if you abide by the rules, they think you're nuts. We quickly learned in our 10-hour trip...
I remember meeting Nino once or twice as a kid when he visited by grandparents' house. They called him "Travolta" because he often boasted about...
I think it was last year that Nanny and Poppy sold their share of this tract of land by the Marina -- it can't be...
This pecorino has a past. In the late '60s, Uncle Al, hoping that he could tame the odor, wrapped and rewrapped several round slabs Poppy had...