Seven things we love about Rome: The Winter Edition, by Ilana

Tis the season to count your blessings and reflect on what is lovely in life. And so: an update framed as a list tied with a bow of some of our favourite (Roman) things. 1. Christmas Markets.  Who doesn’t love a good holiday craft market? Every year a sizeable selection of my kid’s Chanukah gifts are…

A Roman Adventure, by Eva Kate

Since I left school, I have been trying to keep in touch with this girl named Giulia. Giulia and I were in different classes at school, but we got together because our teachers sometimes would not come to class and when that happened I always went to her class and she went to mine. It…

Muddled thoughts, by Ilana

A few very long weeks ago, I was finishing up a blog post about our trip to Venice. It was about Venice, but also it was about the ways in which traveling with children- being with children, having children- enhances your life. Because: well, because there’s always those voices out there talking about all you…

Gelato in Italy, by Tillie

Gelato is ice-cream in Italian, but gelato is not the same as ice-cream. Gelato is thicker and softer and has less fat!  Also gelato comes in delicious fruity flavours. And it’s usually a lot better! Some of my favourite flavours: Lemon/Limone: Cool and icy and refreshing. Strawberry/Fragola: Sweet and pretty and goes well with most…

Four things we love about Rome

1.The fancy way they wrap things here. Check out this lovely gift. Inside? Toothpaste, purchased from our local pharmacy. Such a class act! Other items whose fancy-wrappings we have enjoyed include sliced meats (a layer of brown butcher paper followed by a layer of monogrammed paper), sliced pizza (as above with the monogrammed paper, but placed…

Missing my dad in the Mercato Trionfale

Not too far from our place- a 15 minute walk, or, given traffic here, a 15 minute bus ride-is Rome’s biggest food market, Mercato Trionfale. It’s an indoor market – almost all of Rome’s markets have moved indoors- housed in an  ugly, unassuming building. But inside – well, inside it’s 273 (273!) stalls of this:…

New sneakers, by Ilana

This is gonna be a good, old-fashioned, update post. Tucked within a story of a sneaker shopping trip. I took Tillie to buy new sneakers the other day. Because, you know, she outgrew her sneakers on the plane ride over- or something like that. I really can’t keep up with how often my girls outgrow their…

A Weekend in Procida: 3 vignettes. By, Ilana

The Story of the Nun on the Train We took an inter-city local from Rome to Naples, which was just over two hours. The five of us were seated around a table, and just across the aisle was a lovely English nun. The nun got interested in helping Eva & Jordan with Eva’s homework. Eva…

Adventures with Avi, by Ilana

Tomorrow morning Avi will begin Scuola Materna – such a soft, full-of-vowels name that beats the pants off of “pre-school.”   It’s a milestone. And it has me reflecting on my little guy. The #1 justification I had for taking this sabbatical year was wanting more time with Avi. And we’ve been having time together. And it’s been…

Day trip to Sutri, by Ilana

Last Sunday we took a wonderful day-trip to Sutri, a village about 1 1/2 hrs outside of Rome (and still within the province of Lazio) where our friend Daniela partially grew up and where her parents now live. I’d never heard of Sutri, a beautiful town with a Medieval centre, Estruscan tombs, a Roman amphitheater,…

First days of School, by Tillie and Ilana

Tillie: I go to a school called-ummm- Ilana: Do you know what it’s called? Tillie: Nope. Ilana: Turns out it’s called Umberto I. Eva’s school is called Dante Alighieri, even though it’s in the same building. Tillie: Ok. Let’s not do it this way. Ilana: A dialogue? Tillie: Fine, you can do it that way. Ilana:…