A Small Restaurant in Pienza Makes Suckling Pig a Religious Experience
Located in the stunning hills of Val d’Orcia, between Montepulciano and Montalcino, Pienza is a charming Renaissance village that produces some of the best pecorino cheese in the country. Pienza also serves up Southern Tuscany’s best crispy-skinned suckling pig at family-run trattoria, Latte di Luna. The restaurant specializes in regional country cuisine, from honey-soaked pecorino cheese to house-made pasta with hearty wild boar sauce. Specials are seasonal, like succulent wild rabbit or roast duck with black olives. And during truffle season? No culinary holds barred.
In one of the greatest moments (perhaps THE greatest moment) of my Foodie International life, I won a salami while playing a festival game I like to call: “wheel of prosciutto”.
Florence has become a city close to my heart (and stomach) after spending a year abroad there in the mid-90s. It’s one of world’s magical cities, brimming with Renaissance masterpieces and stunning architecture. This is a place where old and new come together, charm meets style, and nothing on earth can compare to a view of the Ponte Vecchio at sunset. Read more
The city of Amsterdam is pure genius when it comes to round-the-clock snack attacks. In recent foodie history, the Dutch brought the veggie falafel snack chain Maoz to New York City (THANK YOU!) However, my latest obsession is FEBO, the Dutch chain version of the Automat. Serving up croquettes, burgers and assorted good-but-not-good-for-you delectables, FEBO has been in business (and busy) since the 1940s. Read more
I caught World Cup Fever this summer.
After Italy fizzled out of the competition much (much!) earlier than anticipated, I swallowed my disappointment and looked for a new team to support. By the time finals were announced, there were only three places on Earth I wanted to be: South Africa, Spain, or the Netherlands. Luckily, I already booked a round trip ticket to Amsterdam over the weekend of the World Cup finals…back in May. The original plan was a weekend in Brugge with my South African friend Werner, who lives in Amsterdam. You can chalk it up to synchronicity, luck, or magic, but Brugge was quickly scrapped, and I was officially on Team Orange! Read more