Thank you for visiting my blog where I share my adventures of living in a small town in upstate New York. Drawn to the community I knew this was where I wanted to plant roots. After only two weeks I bought a little cottage with a detached studio in downtown Sharon Springs. A native Angelino and new to New York winters, I’m certain I will provide a few laughs for the locals.
I’m a mom to two amazing young women, Alex and Gabby. Stories about them will grace the blog as they make their way in the world as a singer/songwriter/guitarist and ballerina. I will be the first to admit that I ugly cry when watching them perform.
I love to travel and have been lucky to call Florence my home away from home. I can be found on Instagram as Espresso in Italy because there is nothing I love more than soaking up the culture while enjoying a cappuccino in an Italian cafe.
My love for travel expands beyond Italy to Ireland and France. I hope to spend more time in the south of France, the English Countryside and Scotland. My list continuously grows because the more I travel, the more I’m exposed to other places and cultures that I must see. I hope to one day walk the Camino de Santiago with my sister.
I’m working on a memoir about young family life told through the adventures of four church friends. The annual summer vacation to Family Camp near Yosemite created lifetime bonds and we share normal family struggles, heartbreak and more laughs than we can count. When someone says “You just can’t make this shit up!” it’s my clue to get the story down. There have been plenty of those times. Previews of our stories will appear under the category Church Ladies.
I’m also writing my family stories. I grew up in a large Italian family where life evolved around family gatherings and big meals. I was very close to my grandparents, but never knew much of their early stories. At the end of their lives, I began inquiring and discovered precious memories that needed to be recorded before forever forgotten. My grandfather served in World War II, but never talked about it. After as much uncovering as possible and the discovery of his perfectly preserved war photo album, I wrote down all that I had. I’ve continued writing about them using my imagination to fill in the blanks. I believe they continue to help me write the stories. Before my grandmother passed she promised she would meet me in my writing to keep the story going.