Recalling untamed dreams under a full moon

Italy, when are you going to let down your hair and get wild again?
How long has it been? What more of a signal do you need? The world is waiting on you; will you let it pass you by, one more time, again?
When I dream of Italy and [...]

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Was it a dream or did it really happen?

Outtakes from a storyboard imagining the direction a recent dinner might take in honor a member of a somewhat famous Italian winemaker family
The first course was a spinach salad, lightly dressed, and served family style. I am a shy person and know no one at [...]

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After two days of solid rain in the San Francisco bay area, I’m waiting. For the power to come back up. For the wireless to reappear. And for a better understanding of natural wines. Specifically, the Italian ones.
Before anyone thinks I’m about to take on the sacred cow, invoking the “N” word with unabashed acceptance [...]

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Just a quickie, ‘cause we’re on the run, with the family and hanging out in the East Bay. Last night we opted for Deep Dish Pizza and Dolcetto. With a Trader Joe’s a block away and a downpour, I headed into one of my old haunts. Wow, has TJ’s changed since I first went into [...]

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I pulled out the bottle of 2000. Around this time it was being born, right about that time we were watching her last sunrise, she was breathing her last breaths. The appassimento was only ten years old, I shouldn’t have opened it. It was too soon. But things happen.
What can one say about the last [...]

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