Stemme of Agnone (Molise)

In May, we visited the Italian region of Molise, which you find sandwiched between northern Puglia and southern Abruzzo.We arrived in Molise from Caserta, in Campania, without any booked accommodation and free of an itinerary. You can do that in May in many of the less-visited parts of Italy.One thing we did pre-arrange was a... Continue Reading →

Photo diary: Around Scanno

Arriving in Scanno is a feat with its torturous winding roads, one-way tunnels, and breathtaking scenery. Once there, you have to navigate skinny roads that climb upwards (and hope no one is coming at you) to find a narrow parking spot. But it's all worth it when you step out and breathe the mountain air. Scanno is a... Continue Reading →

Bringing Abruzzo Home

Normally, at home in Australia we pride ourselves on how lucky we are to have a great climate (mediterranean, in the case of Adelaide) which gives us access to a variety of fresh local food and produce, year round.  Living by the low food miles philosophy is possible here. Sometimes I break from the philosophy,... Continue Reading →

Italy ~ a nation of foodies

When in Italy, the conversation always turns to food. Whether on the bus, riding a bike along the lungomare (seaside esplanade), sitting on the train, waiting at the post office, at a coffee bar, with friends and family. It's everywhere. There is talk about foods in season, the price of cheese, the colour of apricots,... Continue Reading →

Day trip from Sulmona to Scanno

If you find yourself in Sulmono, a town in the L'Aquila province within the Abruzzo region, 'senza macchina' - without a car - it is worth the effort to catch the local bus to picturesque Scanno. And if you go on a school day when the teenagers from Scanno are travelling home from Sulmona, expect... Continue Reading →

An Italian Obsession

Follow my blog with Bloglovin It started with a photo. My grandparent's wedding photo. I always had a sense that we were different. My mother's parents had a funny accent when they spoke English and they talked real loud. My friends couldn't understand our grandfather. I was used to it and explained that my Pop-Pop... Continue Reading →

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