Well, I’m back home in the U.S. after spending a little over a year in Florence, Italy, where I fulfilled my dream of going to culinary...

If there’s anything I’ve done more times during my month of WWOOFing than hug the Bernese mountain dogs or squint out at Florence in...

Last Friday I took my first walk in nearly two months. It was May 1, and the Italian government announced that people would be finally...

I’ve been joking (or not so joking) to my friends and family that we all need things to look forward to these days. For some people (my...

Olive Garden’s slogan used to be, “When you’re here, you’re family.” It suggests that your meal isn’t just about the food; it’s about who...

I am not good at Dance Dance Revolution, playing poker, or tying knots, but I am very good, I've learned, at solo traveling. Some of my...

I usually feel guilty about doing nothing. It seems like doing nothing (i.e. watching TV, reading a book, lying down on my bed and...

At the risk of sounding dramatic and about 13 years late to the party, reading the Italy portion of Eat Pray Love — while living in,...