It is said that Texans have an unparalleled pride for their state. My wife grew up there and my father-in-law is from there. Though I find it hard to believe any Texan would have more affection for their state than I have for mine. I love Mississippi. I could spend my remaining column inches listingContinue reading “Mississippians Feeding Mississippians”
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It Takes a Village (or at least a dedicated team)
There are a lot of factors that go into the process of writing, testing, re-testing, editing, photographing, re-editing, styling, re-re-editing, publishing, marketing, and distributing a cookbook. It’s a process I’ve become quite familiar with over the past two decades. Though the word “factors” is slightly misleading. The correct terminology should be “people.” My latest cookbook,Continue reading “It Takes a Village (or at least a dedicated team)”
All In the Family
BARBERINO-TAVARNELLE, TUSCANY— It could be said— and probably has often been said— that I am a slow learner. It took me almost 40 years to even get an inkling of meaning and purpose in my life. It’s not that I was wandering around aimlessly for four decades. I was set on my career path andContinue reading “All In the Family”
From A Hot Dog Cart
BARBERINO-TAVARNELLE— This week will mark the final week of my most recent work stint in Italy. I host tours in this country, and a few other European countries, 10-12 weeks out of the year. This seven-week, five-tour journey started in Rome before meeting my first group in Sicily. After that tour was complete, I flewContinue reading “From A Hot Dog Cart”
When In Rome (mostly)
BARBERINO-TAVARNELLE, TUSCANY— One of the travel codes I abide by is the when-in-Rome-do-as-the-Romans-do dining philosophy. No matter where I am in the world, I always make it a point to eat where the locals eat. I try to adhere to that in other aspects of travel besides dining. There’s nothing more obnoxious than Americans comingContinue reading “When In Rome (mostly)”
Tuscan Son
BARBERINO-TAVERNELLE, TUSCANY— I first came to this part of the world in 2011 on a three-week stopover with my wife and kids during a six-month family jaunt through Europe. What struck me within the first few days I arrived in Tuscany was that it felt a lot like the American South. It’s not a hardContinue reading “Tuscan Son”
It’s All Lessons All the Time
It’s funny how at different ages I have assumed I had life completely figured out. When I was 19 no one could tell me anything. I thought I knew it all. The truth is I was clueless and wandering aimlessly down a dangerous path. By 21 I was clean and sober and starting a lifeContinue reading “It’s All Lessons All the Time”
Breakfasts Abroad
PALAERMO, SICILY— Ten weeks out of each year I work over here leading tours of Americans through European countries. It’s a job I love and a job I take seriously because people trust me with a week to 10 days of their valuable vacation time and vacation savings. It’s work, but if you’ve got toContinue reading “Breakfasts Abroad”
It’s Good Work If You Can Get It
“Far and away the best prize that life has to offer is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.” – Theodore Roosevelt. ROME— My first paying job was as a 12 years old. I mowed the lawns of my neighbors. Growing up in the house of a widowed single mom who was aContinue reading “It’s Good Work If You Can Get It”