Sleepless in Sicily. Was it the full moon? The Winter Solstice? No, probably the ¾-pound bag of pistachios I munched on all day yesterday. Throughout the last two years of nomad life, pistachios [...]
In Sicily, I’m dreaming of kitchens. Lately, I’ve had very domestic dreams. Things like waking up and making oatmeal pancakes with bananas and toasted walnuts and maple syrup. Yeah, you know you [...]
I feel like I’m “being boring” here in Palermo, and with the recent news that I’ve decided to opt out of being nomadic for a while, I just want to clarify what’s going on. Once again, after [...]
Being a nomad is a constant judgement call. Every day, choices are made on which I have not nearly enough information. Is this bakery better than that? What toilet paper should I get? This yogurt [...]