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Thursday, February 7, 2013. Mullets in Porto Venere. What’s a mullet, I wondered after learning that triglia means mullet. I mean, it’s a fish,. But what sort of fish? I’ve never seen one before…. The man came off as generally miserable—his misery alleviated, I imagine, only by the daily bucking motion of his boat. We brought the triglie home, looked up their name—mullet! Beauty, I thought, staring at my empty plate. Do I notice it, do I privilege it on a daily. The sunset en route home had. What I find ...
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Sunday, November 25, 2012. LISTEN UP, lovers of extra-virgin olive oil: here’s the scoop on how the really good stuff. Everyone here in Lunigiana, the northernmost tip of Tuscany, knows something. About olives and their oil. The trees abound here, so it’s relatively easy to produce decent. Oil—but making an exceptional product is another matter. You have to work hard and. Fast during the harvest; your back and upper-body muscles better be in good shape, and. Satisfying as well. Roberto cuts down bran...
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Wanderings: November 2012
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Sunday, November 25, 2012. LISTEN UP, lovers of extra-virgin olive oil: here’s the scoop on how the really good stuff. Everyone here in Lunigiana, the northernmost tip of Tuscany, knows something. About olives and their oil. The trees abound here, so it’s relatively easy to produce decent. Oil—but making an exceptional product is another matter. You have to work hard and. Fast during the harvest; your back and upper-body muscles better be in good shape, and. Satisfying as well. Roberto cuts down bran...
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Wanderings: October 2012
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Thursday, October 25, 2012. So I’m back here in Castiglione del Terziere, where cats currently outnumber residents, 3-to-1. What struck me most upon my return, four days ago? The silence. It’s splendidly quiet here, though the donkeys still bray when they please. There’s no subway rumbling under our little house. Another thing about Castiglione: cars are way smaller here than in New York! What’s the Republican Party now? Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Martha's Blog.
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Wanderings: February 2013
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Friday, February 22, 2013. To get inside the Biblioteca Nazionale di Firenze, you first have to request a library card. Which means speaking with a certain Signor d’Onofrio, white-haired and voluble, who’ll make you fill out a form while he peppers you with questions and comments. What’re you looking for, he’ll ask. A book of poems, Antonio and I answer him. He replies, I write poetry too. You need a password, what’ll it be? So much to look at! At lunch around the corner (tourist note: a little trattoria...
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012. 8221; with “he’s a clown! This year, Antonio and I along with our dear friend Lynn (visiting from Boston, and not expecting—but happy—to be taken to see a bunch of clowns et al.) were given tickets to the event’s highlight: “L’Homme Cirque.” It was an hour’s performance by David Dimitri, a man who, according to numerous people in Jacopo’s line of work, has revolutionized the concept of a circus. He started off by pretending to be a man without balance, teetering on one foot.
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Wednesday, August 29, 2012. And you always have to return with more documents! 8221; She had a point: there were no bathroom facilities, no drinking fountains, very little seating, and a line that began outdoors, snaking up a metal staircase into a tiny, airless anteroom. In winter it’d be no fun at all to have to come here. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe To Martha's Blog. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Wanderings: September 2012
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Sunday, September 23, 2012. I need to talk about cats. And about power. It is tedious to hear people who love their animals—dogs, cats, gerbils, you name it—extol their pets’ virtues. (Who wants to know about dear Chunky’s latest exploits? Anton Chekhov called his pet ferrets Quinine and Bromide, by the way. And Virginia and Leonard Woolf had a marmoset named Mitz. Humans come up with the goofiest names for their animals…). Tristana, as Antonio and I have dubbed her, has adopted us. Links to this post.
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Sunday, September 23, 2012. I need to talk about cats. And about power. It is tedious to hear people who love their animals—dogs, cats, gerbils, you name it—extol their pets’ virtues. (Who wants to know about dear Chunky’s latest exploits? Anton Chekhov called his pet ferrets Quinine and Bromide, by the way. And Virginia and Leonard Woolf had a marmoset named Mitz. Humans come up with the goofiest names for their animals…). Tristana, as Antonio and I have dubbed her, has adopted us.
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Friday, February 22, 2013. To get inside the Biblioteca Nazionale di Firenze, you first have to request a library card. Which means speaking with a certain Signor d’Onofrio, white-haired and voluble, who’ll make you fill out a form while he peppers you with questions and comments. What’re you looking for, he’ll ask. A book of poems, Antonio and I answer him. He replies, I write poetry too. You need a password, what’ll it be? So much to look at! At lunch around the corner (tourist note: a little trattoria...
