It’s become obvious I have a bit of an obsession with Italy. Recently, I asked myself: Why do I love Italy so much? I’ve come to realize the answer is deeper than I studied in Florence during my junior year of university. The tagline after–I even met my husband there, but he’s not Italian. This hasContinue reading Why I Love Italy
Vincent and I are making Italian flat bread right now—otherwise known as focaccia, so we went back to the “Italy, Summer 2007” folder to find a picture in one of our favorite spots: Florence, Italy. Here’s Vincent and I two summers ago posing on the Arno.