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See this beautiful creature? This is one of my oldest and dearest friends, Eva Rose. Her family is Italian, and she has dual American/Italian citizenship, which puts her in the running for My Most Glamorous Friend Ever.
She’s also a brave spirit, as evidenced by her recent decision to up and move to the land of pasta, gelato, and all that gorgeous architecture and culture, also known as Italy. She is, as it turns out, also a gifted writer. She is chronicling her time in Italy in this fabulous blog, Ciao Italio Ciao. It is intended to be a letter of sorts for her friends, so we can keep up with her travels and doings, and live vicariously through her.
However, I was so blown away by her literary gifts, and the beauty of these posts, that I begged her to let me share them with you. She sweetly agreed, and I urge you to visit the above link, anytime you need a dose of gorgeously written, amusing, witty observations from afar.
Ciao!
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If you find yourself in Portland, there is a treat den you simply must visit: Two Fat Cats Bakery. Located directly around the corner from my dear friend Bethany’s home, this darling bakery churns out the most scrumptious homemade sweets you could imagine. Lucky Bethany.
I swung by one morning and picked up a fresh-out-of-the-oven slice of orange cranberry bread, and swooned over the crystallized, crunchy ginger topping. I repeated this visit each and every morning of my remaining Portland stay, and creature of habit that I am, could not stray from that bread. If it’s not broken, why fix it, right? But I can’t help but feel a pang—of regret, hunger?—when I look at these photos I snapped, capturing all the goodness I didn’t have the time or the stomach capacity to try.
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