I am not a runner. It doesn’t come easily to me, nor do I particularly enjoy it, yet I ran 10km this weekend. Running 10km to prove I could… Why? I’ve never run that far before, so I wanted to prove I could; I’ve wanted to do a 10 km before, so I figured it…… Continue reading Stramilano 10km
No, we’re not in Las Vegas, this is Milan’s own flamingo colony!Also, smugly, the new girl at work is italian, and near Milan. Her surname is Invernizzi so my first conversation went a little like this: Me: Hi, I’m Sarah, nice to meet you New girl: Hi I’m ——- Invernizzi Me: Ah! Invernizzi! Like the…… Continue reading
Now you may think that nothing is going to beat a full English breakfast, but hear me out for just a second, and try a slice of crostata.
As a non-Christian, I have to admit, I absolutely love Pope Francis!
‘O purpo se coce ‘int all’acqua soja. Or in Italian: Il polpo si cucina nell sua acqua. Is a Napolitan saying that means that you should let a prickly situation go and fail on its own. Or, let a person who does not accept advice have the experience at their own expense, so basically stubborn…… Continue reading The octopus is cooked in its own water
Because wanting to leave is enough…. Cheryl Strayed – Tiny Beautiful Things The more time I spend in Italy, the more my lives feel blurred. Which life is the real one? Which one is home? I struggle to amalgamate the two. Am I Sarah, in England, in a job I (mostly) love, the joker, the…… Continue reading Go because you want to…
Cadrezzate is my future home goal. A beautiful little village on the shores of Lago di Monate. I fell in love 2 years ago, that first time I came here to work. Lago di Monate is, therefore, my favourite lake in Italy. Small, but perfectly formed, and a haven for foodies. The fish from the lake are…… Continue reading Torta di Cadrezzate