Making something from nothing? I often wonder how Italians manage to simply exist. With all the chaos, drama, indecision, impulse decisions and general randomness that occur in a place like Italy, how are they all still living their lives indifferently? I spent Christmas in Italy with my...

Christmas is a dietary paradox for those living in the Southern hemisphere—that is, for those of us who have to endure summer and Christmas at the same time. The two might not seem initially at odd, however at closer inspection they become polar opposites, each pulling us in separate...

Most of the migrant experiences we hear about in Australia are told from a southern Italian perspective. Southern Italians were by far the majority of Italians who migrated to Australia, of course you have your stray few northerners who round up the group, but they’re few and far...

My favourite town in Friuli has to be Grado. A seaside town where I’ve spent many the summer sun bathing on a sdraia. ‘Sdraia’ is Italian for sun lounge, and those who have been to in Italy during summer and have spent a portion of their time on the beach would well know that you have...

When did we become so divorced from everything that makes us human? I’ll admit, it sounds like an extremely philosophical question for a blog post, especially a food post, but I was never afraid of tackling the big issues. When did people start thinking that food is born in Woolworths or...

I’m always surprised by the idea that so few people know where Trieste is. When I hear that friends or colleagues (or even simply acquaintances) are heading across to Italy, I try to quickly mention that they should visit Trieste. At this point I’m usually met with a puzzled expression....