“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…

I’ve been recently in Genoa. The most beautiful things very often are not visible at our eyes, in some ways hidden at us. That’s is what happens when you go around the city walking on the little lanes called “caruggi”.…

“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know which one are you going to pick up”. So said Forrest Gump in the eponymous movie, so famous and deeply complicated one. Chocolates are a life gastronomic metaphor. All of…