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    The Superb

    “You will see a majestic town, backed against the hills of the Alps, superb both for its men and its walls, the view of which alone suggests its…… Read more “The Superb”

    28 March 202128 March 2021 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    Paying for your tears

    “It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it’s called Life.”― Terry Pratchett, The Last Continent Another Sunday. Another Sunday…… Read more “Paying for your tears”

    14 March 2021 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    Medusa

    “At certain moments I felt that the entire world was turning into stone: a slow petrification, more or less advanced depending on people and places but one…… Read more “Medusa”

    21 February 2021 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    Love conquers all

    “Amor vincit omnia, et nos cedamus amori” (Love conquers all things, so we too shall yield to love) – Virgil, Eclogues Every year, around the beginning of February,…… Read more “Love conquers all”

    14 February 2021 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    Cheesecage?

    “Montalbano felt moved. This was real friendship, Sicilian friendship, the kind based on intuition, on what was left unsaid. With a true friend, one never needs to…… Read more “Cheesecage?”

    7 February 2021 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    The taste of the sea

    South of Italy, August. It is 23:30, the temperature isn’t even considering to drop, it is too hot to go to sleep. You live in a small…… Read more “The taste of the sea”

    3 January 2021 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    The (semi)circle of life

    “As long as Man continues to be the ruthless destroyer of lower living beings, he will never know healthor peace. For as long as men massacre animals,…… Read more “The (semi)circle of life”

    1 November 2020 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    Love me, tender

    6am of a Sunday morning. I read the news, the world seems to be doing better and better every day… I check my calendar, I literally have…… Read more “Love me, tender”

    25 October 2020 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    Of Odysseus, saints, ricotta

    “Nobody, that’s my name. Nobody — so my mother and father call me, all my friends.” My love affair with ricotta started very late in my life,…… Read more “Of Odysseus, saints, ricotta”

    7 October 2020 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

    The smell of coffee, peaches, meatballs

    Growing up in the south of Italy means knowing the sea like your best friend. It is there, listening to your thoughts and comforting you with the…… Read more “The smell of coffee, peaches, meatballs”

    27 September 202027 September 2020 by The Parmigiana Whisperer

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