The beauty of Falls

I have always been a happy person. Then when you grow up you are “forced” to become more serious, more focused on studies and work. I have always been so competitive that losing was not an option for me, as I started playing tennis when I was only 8 years old this tendency to get…

Working in a restaurant…the awful truth

Updating the blog in the last months has been almost impossible…I spent the whole day working, about 12hours per day in the evening. It has been crazy and I felt so bad…walking no stop for half a day, with no rest is so damn difficult and my body sent signals that “hey girl time to…

Apricot cake for July

A new month starts today! I feel thrilled for all the great changes that I have been through the last months: moving to Rome, than decided to follow and realize my biggest dream, starting a new job, moving back in Milan, meeting new amazing people among them my employee and feeling part of a big…

Felix – A tiny place in Navigli

It’s not a secret I am deeply in love with Milan and the Navigli area. It is like a micro cosmo where you can live your entire life without the need to go somewhere else in the city (ok for a short period perhaps, then you need to explore the city). Here you can find…

Raw avocado cake

Sometimes I have new obsessions. I had the cake design time, when I was baking from morning to evening, decorating, cutting fondant and so on. Then came the smoothie obsession (still ongoing I must admit). Then sandwich and quick and easy meals for office lunch. Now I have this new one, which is definitely the…

Rome my fav spots

Yes I have stopped blogging in order to move to Rome. Why? Because I worked nearly 12 hours per day in a communication agency. Rome has been an amazing adventure, both thrilling both scary for some reasons. I moved there, lived 1 month in a two star hotel, I’ve met great people but I also…

Torta all’arancio – Orange cake

Chiudi gli occhi. Inspiri profondamente e torni indietro. Quando sento il profumo d’arancia mi sembra così facile tornare bambina, quando enormi pentole sobbollivano per ore per farne la marmellata o le arance candite che preparava mia nonna. Tocchi la sottile granella e senti quel mix di dolce e amaro, ruvida al tatto, così fine. Lo…

Mocha coffee cake

  Devo ammetterlo: scrivere questo post è stata un’impresa. Alle prese con gli scatoloni per il trasloco, la ricerca della casa che non è stata proprio facile ed il nuovo lavoro. Poi i dilemmi sul blog, le domande “tu cosa vuoi fare da grande”, “perchè scrivi di cibo” “perchè di te non si sa nulla…