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Italian leather workshop with handmade bags and tools

My private Italy: Italian leather and the Italians behind it

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In Florence, the streets still remember who used to work in them. Walk out of Piazza Santa Croce towards the river and read the white marble plaques on the corners: Via delle Conce, the street of the tanneries; Via dei Conciatori, the street of...

My private Italy: His Majesty, the Truffe

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I remember the first time a guide let me hold a white truffle before it went into the scale. It was heavier than I expected, cold, faintly damp, and it smelled like nothing I could name — garlic, hay, wet earth, something almost animal...

My private Italy: the country that steams

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There is a version of Italy that never sits still on a map. It bubbles up, quite literally, in dozens of places between the Alps and Sicily, and it has been doing so since long before anyone thought to build a road, a temple, or a spa resort...

My private Italy: dreaming twice a year in Siena

My private Italy: dreaming twice a year in Siena To me, as well as to many Italians who love Siena and often pay a visit to the city, the Palio is a combination of colors, sounds and emotions. The colors, from yellow ocher turf lying on the...

My private Italy: Falling in love with Caravaggio in Rome

The Renaissance, Italy: the pinnacle of pictorial art. Michelangelo, Leonardo, Raphael—the artists who best represent this peak. After them, one might say that no one could ever reach such heights of perfection; no artist could invent something...