Location: Otranto, Apulia, Italy
We wake up in an old manor farm, called a masseria here in Salento, to the sound of birds chirping and golden rays of light flowing through the shutters, promising a hot day ahead. After a simple breakfast of croissants, cappuccino, and fresh fruit in the orange grove, we hop in the car for our next stop.
Most of my summers in Europe have been spent by the sea in pursuit of peace and inspiration, and nothing has been quite as inspiring as discovering the endless shades of blue that exist.
Location: Apulia (Salento), Italy
There’s a great expression used in Italian gastronomy that describes how well two different ingredients go together. It’s “la morte sua”, which is “to die for” in English. However, I find it more fun if you translate it literally, word for word, because it sounds like one ingredient causes the death of the other.
For example, you could say: OMG, you have to try this bread, it’s amazing! Spread some nutella on top – it’s la morte sua (it’s the bread’s death)!