Relaxing in Finale Ligure
Sunday in Liguria
When I want a complete change of scenery, I get in the car and drive for 40 minutes. As soon as we cross the border into Italy, everything is suddenly different: the people, the language, the music, the clothes, the coffee (especially the coffee).
A tantalizing taste of Genoa
I had only half a day to explore Genoa, but thanks to a well-informed friend and the thoroughly researched book Food Wine: The Italian Riviera and Genoa I put every minute to edible use.
Slow Fish
Genoa is a place that, until now, I had always driven through without stopping: with so many charming towns to choose from along the Italian Riviera, somehow it seemed too big and daunting.
November on the Italian Riviera
We celebrated Philippe's birthday by returning to Oneglia, on the Italian riviera.
A weekend in Liguria
I've been to Italy more times than I can count, especially since I moved to Nice. So you would think I would stop getting so childishly excited every time I cross the border.