It has been said that I think about food mostly all the time. In Italy this week to celebrate a dear friend's birthday and a de facto honeymoon on the occasion of my wife's and my 5th anniversary, we had two things in abundance: time. And food.
Wherever you go in Italy – be it the sidewalk cafe by Roma Termini, a vineyard in Tuscany, or any piazza or cobblestone sidestreet in the old town of Trastavere that can accomodate a table for two and a waiter – here is what you will find. A smorgasbord of mouthwatering delicacies. People engaged in conversation. And a complete and utter lack of hurry. A tasty respite indeed.