Month: May 2014

The Castle That I Don’t Remember

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May 29, 2014

Going to the castle made me sad. Not because I didn’t have fun. I had a lovely time. But I knew it was all going to be over soon. My aunt and uncle and cousin had to drive back to their village, and the next day we’d leave for the Amalfi coast. I’d be back…

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Warning Signs in Italy

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May 27, 2014
Posted in: Random Musings

My family has trouble following directions. I’m not entirely sure if it’s a my family thing, or an Italian thing. Sometimes it’s hard to tell.   Like their total disregard for warning signs. Is it a countrywide epidemic? Or is it just that my family is nuts?

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Pranzo in Italy

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May 26, 2014
 

I suppose I should have warned Rand.   Honestly, though, I thought he knew. That is why I didn’t lean over and whisper, “Pace yourself. There are four more courses to go.” I mean, why else are they called primi and secondi? They are referring to courses. What they don’t really mention in Italian restaurants…

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The Archaeologists in My Aunt’s Yard

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May 22, 2014
Posted in: Random Musings

I wish I had taken more photos of the archaeologists in my aunt’s yard, but I was too busy marveling at the fact that there were archaeologists in my aunt’s yard.  She was completely used to it, of course. Her village, my grandfather’s own, is ancient. I knew this. The area is full of artifacts…

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Giggling at the Fountains in Italy

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May 19, 2014
Posted in: Photos, WTF

Sometimes I think I have the maturity level of an 11-year-old. Other times, I am absolutely convinced of it. We’ll be walking around someplace beautiful, and instead of taking in the amazing architecture or historical significance of the place, I’ll be doubled over, laughing hysterically because there are two stray cats getting it on in…

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The Week: May 16, 2014

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May 16, 2014

Do you ever have a sad experience that lets you reflect on the beauty of existing? (That was a really awful sentence. Sorry. I think I just gagged a little.) What I mean is, have you ever found yourself crying about something, and then you realized that the reason you’re upset is that you actually…

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Borgo San Rocco 37, Frigento, Italy

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May 15, 2014
Posted in: Hotels

We needed a place to stay in Frigento. The home that my grandfather had bought my grandmother all those years ago didn’t have heat, so it was out of the question. We arrived just a few weeks before Easter, but even then, the house was still too chilly. I didn’t need much convincing on this…

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  • Some hardcore stuff happening in the studio today. #muglife #ceramics
  • Determined to pressure wash my deck on my own.  First, I couldn't get the machine started (they gave me incorrect instructions, I later learned). Then a tube broke, sending water everywhere. I got soaked. They brought over a replacement machine and I FINALLY GOT TO PRESSURE WASH.  For five minutes. Before it ran out of gas (they forgot to fill it). So tomorrow they'll be bringing me some gas. But if you are wondering why I don't just "do it myself", THIS IS WHY. 😅😂😭 #DIYFAIL #newhomeowner
  • Yesterday I picked up my James Beard Award from some of the most wonderful humans, wore it all around Manhattan while grinning like an asshole, and made my friends try it on at dinner.
  • He just walked from Hell's Kitchen to Chelsea with this cookie in tow for me. Who was I in a past life? Because I must have been a saint. #schmackarys
  • A friend gifted us this dish towel for obvious reasons. 😊
  • DnD night with @pippinwaffles.
  • MRI time. I should have clarified: this isn't for my brain tumor, but to make sure I don't have some structural problems in my hip. I'm fine. My brain is fine! 😊
  • He said he was proud of me and I said I was proud of the life we built together, if you are wondering what kind of mood I'm in today.
  • When you find out you've won a James Beard Award while walking down the street.
  • I am married to a very handsome man.

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