The allure of Turin is its style. The city is not flashy or showy, but elegant while never being overbearing, grand but not intimidating. It’s a city of 2.2 million inhabitants, but if you walk through it at 3 pm on a Wednesday afternoon, it will feel as quiet as my hometown of 4,000. Continue reading “Where to find art nouveau in Turin”
Turin is an old signora who wears silk scarves in spring, perfectly pressed linens in summer, and her 50s-era mink coat in autumn and winter. Her hair and makeup are perfectly done, and she lives in a splendid, high-ceilinged palazzo with chandeliers and art nouveau trimming. Continue reading “Exploring Campidoglio, Turin’s neighborhood of murals”
Every season in Italy is beautiful in its own way—panettone in winter! The seaside in summer, grape harvest in fall!—but come spring, this country comes alive like no other. And this coming from a die-hard autumn lover, at least when it comes to everywhere else in the world. Continue reading “Why spring is Italy’s best season”
I recently reviewed a great Piedmont book on Wine Pass: Piedmont – The Dream, the House, the Life, by Jesper Remo and Erik Bjorn. Continue reading “Wine Pass | Book review. So you want to move to Italy?”
I’m often asked, “I’m coming into Turin for a day, what can I do when I’m there?” When I can’t convince them they should spend more time here, I hand over a list of sites they should see and where they should get gelato. I finally organized my top suggestions into a day guide for Turin, published on The Grand Wine Tour. It’s a pretty packed day, … Continue reading The Grand Wine Tour | Insider’s guide to a day in Turin
Piedmont has some of the best and most beautiful places for hiking that I’ve ever had the fortune to trek. Continue reading “Where to hike in Italy: the mountains of Piedmont”
We return with Blogging Piemonte, the group of bloggers based in Piemonte writing about our (mostly) expat & (some) local lives here. This month’s theme is Carnevale!
In the US, Carnevale is something that happens down in New Orleans for a day or two. Lots of beads, everything is green and purple, people basically drink and play music all day—that was my impression (clearly, I never went to New Orleans for Carnevale or otherwise). Continue reading “The oldest Carnevale in Piemonte”