Pino and I moved into a crumbling farmhouse outside Assisi in 1975. What unforgettable years working the land, learning so much from our rural friends (you can see shots of “the good ole days” below). Pino has restored our farmhouse now – and not only: behind it, he’s built three comfortable rental apartments. Come and…
Bare-chested, bearded Sergio, with brightly luminous blue eyes and a twinkling grin, was one of the shepherds showing his herd of sheep (450 in the herd, about 50 goats included) at the four-day August Rassegna degli Ovini (Sheep Show) of Campo Imperatore (“The Emperor’s Plain”), high (just over 1500 m) in the Abruzzo mountains. And all…
At dinnertime on a summer night, a small trattoria perched on a volcanic rock precipice outside Lubriano dishes out a sensory overload. It hits as soon as you sit at your table – one of three – on the tiny back terrace, lilac-tone table cloth in chromatic synch (accidentally or studied?) with the lavender and…