All posts tagged: aperitivo

What a Weekend

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Gotta love your yogurt with an “h.” And someone telling you that fat is “what you need.” This weekend, I embraced the spring sunshine. I broke out the shorts, went for a 3 hour walk, read outside, sipped cocktails outside… Unfortunately the sunshine didn’t embrace me. Well, maybe it did… too much. I have an itchy sunburn. I admit, I was ambitious. But it was worth it. On Friday afternoon, we wrapped up class around 3, so after a sweaty bike ride back to Bra, it was time for some delicious drinks on my friend Vibe’s balcony. Living on the ground floor, I lack the luxury of a balcony, but she has more than enough space for some raspberry G&Ts, good tunes and friends. The theme of balconies continued throughout the evening, as we headed over to another student’s apartment for an aperitivo and to see the sunset. Note: this place was about 2 minutes walking from Chez Kati, but about 5 stories up. Wow. Saturday was a day for spring cleaning, prepping a new batch of kombucha …

Lyon: The Food Capital of France

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I don’t speak French so I’m not quite sure what I purchased inside Les Halles. I went for the “judge a book by its cover” method and it turned out pretty ok. So, this trip was a while ago now (scusa), but I did indeed cross the border and go to France. By car. We went under a tunnel connecting the two countries. There was no passport check. I did not drive. The weather was a little bit less than desirable, but that didn’t stop the triumphant trio (I’m working on a name with the same zing as dynamic duo but applying to three individuals) from having a wonderful weekend together. First, I will let y’all in on my new go-to weekend travel consultant: the NYT 36 Hours column. If you are arriving somewhere on a Friday evening, want to have a nice dinner and a drink, get cultured the next day, walk around, again eat well and drink well, and then maybe have a market excursion on Sunday morning, this is a wonderful guide. Also, The …

The Universe in a Glass of Wine

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Above: the remnants of fraternizing with FC17 (secret code for the Master’s program that began in September). Say the word “Physics” and it brings back some very scary moments of my first year of high school thinking I would legitimately fail a test on waves or motion or similarly vague concepts that I never quite understood. But of course, here I am in graduate school in Italy, and in a lecture today on the “Interdisciplinarity of Gastronomy,” the professor brings up theoretical physics. WTF. Somewhere in the midst of a three hour ramble (with a 15 minute espresso break) that touched on various yet somehow related topics such as food waste, divestment and European laws regarding chocolate labeling, I perked up when I heard something about a guy named Richard Feynman, a Caltech professor who casually won a Nobel Prize in Physics in 1965 but also looks like he could have been a movie star. Am I right? The text below, excerpted from one of his Introductory Physics lectures, might be the most beautiful and accessible description of the sciences I have ever read. A poet …