What I like about happiness is its power to be replicable. Even if it would appear impossible, illogical and irrational, our memory has the power to renew the eco of an happy moment. That’s the reason why I see me…

Yesterday I’ve cooked an apple pie for the first time. I’ve read an old recipes book and I’ve carefully followed  any  steps and  instruction, trying not to make mistakes. Only after having put it in hoven I realized that I…

I felt in love with Marseilles, without even being there once. The power of a book brings out the passion and takes us to unknown worlds: it is the easiest way to travel. The Marseilles described in Jean Claude Izzo’s…

“September: it was the most beautiful word, I’ve always felt inside me, because it sounded blooming orange trees, swallows and regret” writes the American story teller Alexander Theroux in his book Darconville’s Cat. September, is a double month. Between summer…