Sophia. Cantina Giardino The evening is damp, I walk and while I shrug, not to feel cold and I drag myself back home: I think of him; I think the wine. I think of the bottle that I would like to see served, I think of that magnificent wine I dream of drinking for so […]
Vesuvius and its secret places.
Vesuvius and its secret places. Writing has always been more difficult than talking. Writing remains imprinted, writing leaves a mark; for me, deciding to write involves focusing on one element and eventually focusing on that. This is one of the reasons why love for wine has never diminished: there are endless topics and deepening them […]
