Cinque Torri – Italy

Another day in the Dolomites. What an underrated place. We took the kids up to the top of the mountain after taking about a half-mile car ride up on the one lane road. Don’t do that. Plop down the cash for the ski lift a few clicks up the road, enjoy the view and have…

Breakfast in Bressanone

Yes, we’re in the road again. This time in  the Italian town of Bressanone. We’re surrounded by mountains nestled in the Tirolean countryside. Breakfast just consisted of prosciutto, salami, mozzarella balls and a delicious soft boiled egg. Mrs. NH has a stop planned for Trento today and we’re both confident in the prospect of pasta…

International Truffle Festival, Alba, Italy

One doesn’t need to linger long at this site to know that Mrs. NH and I have acquired a real taste for truffles while living over here in the old country.  Of course, while many of my readers see this as just another example that NH has gone all high-falutin’ euro-style, I see it as…

Pesto Filled Panzarotti

I totally lucked into the meal pictured above after a morning strolling around the International Truffle Festival in Alba, Italy.  It was probably one of the best tasting days of my life.  Truffles the size of your fist in the morning, Panzarotti for lunch and wine tasting all afternoon long topped off with more pasta…

Dubrovnik, Croatia

It is Tuesday morning here and Mrs. NH is out walking the wall around town and I am having coffee while Little NH catches up on some cartoons via the Zune.  We figured Little NH would have no patience for a 2 hour walk around a wall so I opted to sleep while she rested…

Pizza al Volo – Venice, Italy

Pizza al Volo is a bit of a Venice institution.  Some friends told us about it a few years back when we went to Venice but we didn’t manage to find it on that trip.  On this visit, Mrs. NH had it on her itinerary an Little NH and I were happy to be along…

La Zucca – Venice, Italy

If I am a seeker of delicious food, Mrs. NH is a “Dog the Bounty Hunter” of it.  She found the best restaurant in Venice, made reservations, and made darn sure we got there on time.  This, on the second-to-last day of our trip, all while dragging an over-caffeinated NH and road-weary Little NH with…

Matricianella – Rome, Italy

Some day in the future, when I make bazillions on some great idea that I have in the middle of the night, I’m going to buy houses and apartments all over the world.  One of them will be in Rome and it will be just down the street from Matricianella.  Not because the neighborhood is…

Civita, Italy

There are a few places in the world that look like they belong in children’s story books.  Civita, Italy is one of them.  Perched on an eroding bluff in the middle of a wide open Italian canyon, Civita should be the model for every fantasy movie set ever. Fortunately, it is real and you can…

Bottega Vini – Verona, Italy

We’re fairly unorthodox when it comes to parenting.  We think our kid should adapt to what we want to do.  Some would call that immature, others would realize that no parent, no matter how patient, ever wants to watch Barney.  So, this is our way of doing things. On an early spring evening in Verona,…

Cala Luna – Sardegna, Italy

We headed out of Cala Gonone today on a small boat toward the beaches that dot the coastline.  This area of Sardegna has some great beaches – deemed the best in Italy.  We took a direct boat as the “mini cruise” boats were sold out by the time we got to the harbor this morning. …

Cala Gonone – Sardegna, Italy

We’ve headed south a bit to a more relaxed area.  We’re in Cala Gonone and it resembles a fishing village turned tourist mecca.  There are the requisite gelato stands and cocktail bars serving the necessary Italian beach drinks accompanied by plenty of chill out cocktail music.  But it’s small and totally without pretense.  Far away…

3 By Sea – In Sardegna

We’re a little over a week on the road today and part of that road was in the form of an overnight ferry from Rome to Sardegna.  The ferry ride was a new experience but nothing too wild after all was said and done.  The cabin was spacious and all three of us had a…

Headed to the Boot

I always laugh when I call Italy the boot.  I first heard it around the first season of the Soprano’s.  Tony asks a love interest, “What part of the boot you from, hon?”  Funny and it stuck in my vocabulary. Anyway, we’re headed to the boot.  For the last couple weeks, Mrs. NH has been…