Italian – To The Table

Pasta with borlotti beans

Nigella and I have one thing in common. It’s not the whole lust-inducing-spoon-licking thing she’s got going on, instead, it’s a shared love of Italy related subjects. Well, actually it goes a bit further than that: both of us have spent a large portion of our lives pretending to be Italian. I once had aContinue reading “Pasta with borlotti beans”

Lost In Translation

Here in Italy I am just a bit special. You can walk the whole stretch of coast from Terracina to Circeo – 30 kilometres – and you will not find a single soul like me. Yes, that’s right: I am the only English person in the village (or on this part of the Lazio coast anyway).Continue reading “Lost In Translation”