“See Naples and die”

HER MAJESTY PIZZA is what I miss the most. Hot, hot, full of real and succulent mozzarella, served on the sea, a dream!

You can find it a portafoglio, fried, classic, gourmet. She is the true Queen of a city without masters.

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The smell of fried food.

If you were to ask me what I identify Naples with, before the sea, the warmness, the fish, the pizza, the alleys, the poetry, the music, the people screaming from window to window. I would say the smell of fried food.

Naples is my second home, having almost the whole family settled in its towns, yet it still manages to surprise me.

When I was little, every memory associated with the city was related to food, because I always went there for ordered holidays: Christmas (fried cod!), Easter (pastiera!). Or for birthdays, weddings, baptisms and other similar breakups. And there was always plenty of food to feed the army and their families!

Woman starts cooking at dawn, and if you walk around the center early in the morning, you will smell the scent of ragù, meat, cuoppo, which is one of the 7 culinary…

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“A Long Summer with « My Brilliant Friend» “

Summer is still far away, although the first days of intense heat are coming – even if go together with three or four days of rain and cold. – But, by booking now, perhaps, a trip to the Sorrento’s coast will not cost you a fortune.

There is something magical in the scent of lemons at sunset.

Through The Mirror

Have you ever been to Sorrento in July? with the scent of lemon that spreads everywhere, it mixes with the sea, with fish, with the fried food of street vendors, with freshly baked biscuits.

Have you ever been on one of the wonderful terraces looking at the Golfo, sipping limoncello * and enjoying mozzarella in carrozza[1] or other specialties?

No?

What are you waiting for?

Life is one and some whim must be satisfied!

Summer is still far away, although the first days of intense heat are coming – even if go together with three or four days of rain and cold. – But, by booking now, perhaps, a trip to the Sorrento’s coast will not cost you a fortune.

There is something magical in the scent of lemons at sunset.

Or maybe it’s simply the idea of a holiday, of relaxation, which I don’t see on the horizon…

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“See Naples and die”

The smell of fried food. If you were to ask me what I identify Naples with, before the sea, the warmness, the fish, the pizza, the alleys, the poetry, the music, the people screaming from window to window. I would say the smell of fried food. Naples is my second home, having almost the whole … Continua a leggere “See Naples and die”

“Ricciardi: Hunger and Love”

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<< Hate is still an emotion deeply coloured, not as affection , which is painted with watercolors. >>[1]

largeLuigi Alfredo Ricciardi, son of Baron Ricciardi Malomonte and Mrs. Marta , was born in 1900 in a small town of Cilento . Both parents died when he was a baby and he was raised by the loving nanny Rosa , relying financially on the family fund profits .
He opts for Law at the University, after which he enters the police command centre in Napoli . Become one of the youngest inspector , he lives in Via Santa Teresa where he continues to be cared by Rosa .
Since Luigi was a child he realised to be different , in fact, he had visions. He sees and hears the final seconds in the lives of victims of violent deaths. It is both a gift and a curse. It has…

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“Ricciardi: Hunger and Love”

<< Hate is still an emotion deeply coloured, not as affection , which is painted with watercolors. >>[1]   Luigi Alfredo Ricciardi , son of Baron Ricciardi Malomonte and Mrs. Marta , was born in 1900 in a small town of Cilento . Both parents died when he was a baby and he was raised … Continua a leggere “Ricciardi: Hunger and Love”