Tag: personal essays

The “best” meatballs do not exist, at least according to Elvira, who is not technically a nonna. Though she did ...

Land is one of those things that can disappear even as you see it. It falls away beneath you, becoming ...

When my home burned down in the Los Angeles wildfires last January, I felt bereft of not just my belongings ...

It was after midnight on the icy slopes of Mount Kilimanjaro. A frigid wind sliced across my cheeks as I ...

Ten years ago, I left Italy with a suitcase full of olive oil and tears streaming down my face, and ...

That first gloomy evening, roving the city with no reservations, we had dinner at a nondescript dine-in bakery. We couldn’t ...

It was a late fall afternoon when I arrived in Contrada Noce. I stood on the tiled veranda of the ...

To this day, few things help me slip into sleep. When I was younger, though, my father came to the ...

Near the beginning of the 1999 movie Notting Hill, the character of bookseller William Thacker (Hugh Grant) spins round a ...

Sunset descends like a dream in Kenya’s Lamu archipelago: Each evening, the channel separating the islands of Manda and Lamu ...