Archive for January, 2011

i vini dolci pugliesi: the sweet wines of puglia

01/31/2011  |  No Comments

My mouth water continued to water, but I couldn't seem to swallow fast enough. I looked over at Annarita, who had already bitten through her bottom lip and seemed content on swallowing her own chin. 'If the next speaker says anything other than, 'Mo' ragà, si scende!' ('Alright boys, let's head down') I'm going to kill him with my thumb', she said, her eyes scanning over the shoulders up to the podium, calculating, I think, how long she'd have before they'd pull her off. more

paternoster: new world, old world and where you find yourself

paternoster: new world, old world and where you find yourself

01/28/2011  |  4 Comments

It couldn't be prettier, this mountain. For the longest time you half expect Heidi and her grandfather and oxen more