Tag Archives: local

The Monaci’s Chef Shows Us How To Do It!

From the finest wines to the most delicious food, we certainly weren’t expecting this all in one morning. For days we had been treated like royalty and so it continued. After our fantastic, informative tour of the factory, we had worked up a true hunger. The spread was colourful and a heady aroma emanated. Stomachs […]

Learning From The Monacis – In Wine Making, Sympathy For Environment Is Key

When I woke up this morning it was snowing whirling dervish flakes. God! It’s nearly Easter too. Poor Suggs and Co: stirling performance last night at the sad closure of BBC Television Centre in Wood Lane.  I thought back to those warm, balmy days on the Grundtvig Project, longing for soothing Negroamaro wine and the succulent […]

The Delicious Flavours Of Apulian Wines Capture The History Of Life And Death In The Region.

We had started the day meeting the little kids in Carpignano Serrano, Scuela de Infancia – Castriniano. With all their lives ahead of them, they were so sweet, all lined up in a row, waving their National Flag proudly as they sang Nursery Rhymes. I felt very privileged to be thought of as an ambassador. […]

Instituto Antonacci – Sleeping Pretty in Lecce

I was knackered, having stayed up past 2am doing my post-processing. There was no urgency, except that I really wanted to see my shots. My room had high ceilings and one window whose cil started about 8ft off the ground. Adorned with shutters, there was a contraption leaning up against the wall, in the corner, […]

Pasticcioto at Donno’s Bakery, Cutrofiano

I have to say at this point, after a considerable feast at Bakery Caroppo earlier today, I didn’t think I could fit another thing in! It was exceptionally dark in Donno’s Pastry shop in Cutrofiano, lit with only a couple of very green strip lights,  stretching my Canon 5D Mark 2’s high iso capabilities to the […]

Loving Lecce – Life-long learning through cultural exchange and healthy food production

Rich aromas of baking bread drifted towards me as I meandered around the streets of Lecce last week. Just in the shadow of an old amphitheatre in Piazza San Oronzo was what could be described as a farmer’s market, thronging with visitors. It was intoxicating, the musical sound of the Italian language, the hues and […]