Indulging in pasta in Italy uncovers how politics affect our waistlines
As an Italian, my love for Italian food runs deep.I even make my own olive oil in Orvieto, Italy, and every time I travel there, the first thing I do is enjoy a plate of local pasta. I find myself eating more pasta in Italy than I do in Canada — it just tastes better!
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. And I don’t mean with the kids jingle belling. I’m referring to the annual olive oil harvest at our Domenica Fiore olive oil estate in Orvieto, Italy.
I have recently returned from the launch of harvest season at my beloved Domenica Fiore olive estate in Orvieto, Italy. People who know me understand that this is my favourite time of year...
I own dozens of cookbooks about every cuisine you can possibly imagine. So, when a friend suggested one I hadn’t heard of, called The Flavor Bible, my first reaction was one of indifference.
Packaged and processed foods are scary. It’s nearly impossible to keep up with which ingredients are safe to eat and which ones cause some kind of harm.
It’s my favourite day of the year, right up there with Christmas. The first day (or in our case night) of harvest at our Domenica Fiore olive oil estate in Orvieto, Italy.
