Today I’m in Avignon, touring the Palais des Papes and the Pont d’Avignon. But while I’m walking the cobbled streets of the medieval, walled city, I’d like you to take a trip to Barletta, Italy with my friend Marissa from The Boot.
FYI: sometimes when I read Marissa’s posts, it feels like I’m reading about my life, except it’s in Italy, not France. I just thought I’d share that with you. Carry on.
So, I live in Italy. Barletta, to be exact, with its miles of beaches, cobblestone streets, daily fish markets, kids playing soccer, vespas beeping, castles, palm trees and good-looking people grocery shopping in heels. It’s easy to imagine that, right? You’d be surprised, though, that even after four years, I still have to pinch myself on a daily basis. Here, just for you, are the best things about living in Barletta:
1) My street. Everybody knows everybody, ladies chat from their balconies, there are two cats that everyone communally takes care of and I’m known as “the americana.” Once I got stuck in my building because the front door wouldn’t open, and my neighbors saved me. Would that happen in America? I think not.
2. The food. This is a clichè and a half, but seriously, the food in Barletta is un-baleev-able. From super thin crust pizza to fresh caught seafood to locally grown vegetables to melt in your mouth pastries. It’s all good. And my fruit and vegetable guy is hilarious.
3. The people. Italians are beautiful. Amazing skin, gorgeous hair, polished outfits and lots and lots of high heels. They love to stroll (to see and be seen) and I still get a kick out of their ability to be so put together everyday, all the time.
Merci beaucoup for having me here today, Sara! If you want more tidbits of my Italian life and great new recipes to try, please stop by the boot sometime! Ciao!