Super Moist Banana and Chocolate Muffins

DSCN9639So far, I’ve told you quite a few stories about my aunt and uncle in the countryside.  That was our Italian side of the family.  Let me introduce to you our American (well, Italian/American) relatives.  Ever since I can remember, they’ve lived out by the sea, just south of Rome, in Anzio.  When Marta and I were young (really young), we would often go and spend the day at the beach, eat at our uncle’s restaurant, and play around with our cousins (and their 7 pitbulls!!! – I kid you not.).  But over the years, although the distance is not all that much, life seemed to get in the way of visiting each other.  So for most of our lives, we’ve had our favorite cool American relatives just a tad too far away.

A few weeks ago, they hopped in their car and paid us a visit.  In honor of our American roots (and my mom and her sisters’ crazy love for coffee cake), we decided to bake one.  They stayed for a few days, and every night they were here we ate till we dropped, and then just before going to bed, I baked something for the next morning (in our house, desserts won’t last any longer than that!).
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What we eat in Italy on Easter Sunday

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I recently wrote an article for Eating Italy Food Tours that explains the wide range of culinary traditions that exist here in Italy, in particular during the Lent and Easter period.  Some might seem odd, like having salami, cheese and red wine for breakfast, but others are classic and delicious!!  So after writing such a mouth-watering article, yesterday was finally our time to eat all that amazing food!

Like every year for Easter, off we went to the country side to spend it with our famous aunt and uncle (the ones who like to fill us with food-related presents every time we meet!). Continue reading

Wine, Cheese and Fondue party

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Our aunt and uncle (the same ones who have the pomegranate trees), live up in the mountainous north of Italy during the winter months of the year, in one of the many valleys of the Dolomites.  But when the snow starts melting and the flowers start blooming, they pack up their car and drive back down to Rome, which could not be any more beautiful than it is in the Spring!
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