by Rick Bailey
When I read poetry I want to be surprised and delighted. The poems in Alexander Payne Morgan’s Loneliness Among Primates deliver. If there is a common theme, it is grief; grief that is the other side of love, tender and resonant and questioning.
Categories: review
by Rick Bailey
Full disclosure. These are our relatives. My relatives by marriage, and how lucky I was, am, and will always be. (When Tizi’s cousin Pierpaolo shakes my hand and says, Come va, cugino? How goes it, cousin? I sort of pinch myself. How did this happen?)
Categories: Eating, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: Marecchia valley, Rimini, romagna, San Marino, tagliatelle
by Rick Bailey
Today, on Thanksgiving Day, we went to Bargni. I wouldn’t blame you if you said, “You went where?” It’s not the kind of place, you go back to the States and say, Hey, when we were in Italy we went to Bargni. Remote location. A small town on a hill west of Serrungarina. Twice this month on the state highway we’ve driven past the exit for Serrungarina, on our way to Acqualagna, on our way to Fossombrone. This is hilly […]
Categories: Eating, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: Bargni, da Gustin, Le Marches, porcini, truffle
by Rick Bailey
Fat rats. Research focused on them suggests there may be something to intermittent fasting. So says Monique Tello in Harvard Medical Publishing. Good, I think. Because this morning I feel like a fat rat. My wife and I are in our fifth and final week in Italy. Around this time in our stay, a kind of desperation sets in. Can we eat enough before we go home? Yesterday at lunch, after our first course–she had the ravioli, I had the […]
Categories: Eating, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: cinghiale, fave, formaggio di fossa, Osteria Io e Simone, Rimini, romagna, tagliatelle, Tartufo
by Rick Bailey
So you’re standing outside a restaurant in Italy. Its PR machine has been humming for months, no, make that years. The restaurant has been featured on Chef’s Table, in Food and Wine, who knows where else. You’re standing outside enjoying a glass of their Tuscan wine, actually a third or fourth glass. It’s a small glass, of a light swill, and it’s free! While you wait for the starting gun at 1:00 p.m. you enjoy crostini with lard, crostini with […]
Categories: Eating, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: Antica Macelleria, Beef, Cantinetta di Rignana, Cecchini, Greve, Panzano, Steak, tuscany
by Rick Bailey
I remember a distinction professors made on their course reading lists: required reading vs suggested reading. Put Gennaro down as required eating. That’s Da Genarro. It’s on a hillside high above the Adriatic, on a two lane road called “la panoramica,” through a national park called San Bartolo. I wouldn’t say the restaurant is in a village. It’s not a village so much as a brief deviation. If you don’t deviate, you’ll miss it. And trust me: you do not […]
Categories: Eating, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: da Gennaro, Pesaro, Pesce, San Bartolo, seafood
by Rick Bailey
One of the delights in eating in Romagna (and I hazard to guess all over Italy) is the “misto.” The mix. Where I come from, eating fish you usually get one thing. Your appetizer is one thing–a tartar, half a dozen oysters, a bowl of mussels. And your main course is usually one thing–fillet of whitefish, fillets of perch, a chunk of salmon or tuna or swordfish, some crab legs or a lobster tail. Want to taste something besides what’s […]
Categories: Eating, Essay, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: La Marianna, Pesce, Rimini, romagna, San Marino
by Rick Bailey
I read on a Kindle in bed at night. Lately I have not lasted very long. I wake up early, at 4:00 a.m., rested and eager to await and face the day. Through the morning and afternoon we walk a lot, in weather that has been partly cold and occasionally rainy. At lunch the wine pours have been generous. By evening, approaching 10:00 p.m., it stands to reason that I’m running on empty. A page or two into whatever I’m […]
Categories: Essay, travel • Tags: global warmng, venice
by Rick Bailey
This post is not exactly Romagna food notes. Tizi’s family on her mother’s side is from le Marches, a contiguous region known for white truffles. There are truffles in Romagna, too, any Romagnolo will tell you. We’ve been to eat, for example, in Sant’Agata in Feltria, which, as far as I can tell, is a truffle capital in Romagna. Truffles are on the menu in all restaurants we like around here. But we save ourselves for days like yesterday. Because […]
Categories: Eating, Essay, Life in Italy, travel • Tags: acqualagna, Lampino, Le Marches, porcini, ravioli, romagna, tagliatelle, Tartufo
