If you follow me on Instagram you will know that I broke my wrist just over a week ago. You will know that I slipped on wet leaves, was briefly airborne, and landed unceremoniously on my outstretched arm (and wrist) on the pavement on Rathdowne Street Carlton. That little event has put a major dent […]Read Post ›
After the night we spent at Masseria Mandrascate in central Sicily, we headed north towards the Anna Tasca Lanza cooking school. Although I knew the approximate location, we got utterly lost. Firstly we had not been able to look up the directions on the cooking school website as there had been no wifi (or 3G network) […]Read Post ›
I was blown away by the beauty of Sicily’s centre – blocks of vivid green rolling hills like a painting by Cezanne and endless fields of wheat, vines and olive trees. It was lush, mountainous and sparsely populated. We saw few other cars as we drove down narrow roads, stopping to let herds of goats and […]Read Post ›
A few weeks ago I went to Bar Idda, one of my favourite local restaurants to meet some friends to chat about our respective Italian holidays. As I walked into the restaurant, Lisa LaSpina (who owns the restaurant with her chef husband Alfredo) clutched my arm and asked: “Paola, are you in Australia on 4th […]Read Post ›
