In the midst of the winter chill, the camellia is blooming on my terrace. Nature never stops to surprise us. Almost every morning, during our walk to school, Stella and I meet two ladies of a certain age. We don't know them, but we always greet them with a smile and a "Buongiorno", answered back with a sparkle in their eyes and a big smile. They look a bit alike, maybe they're sisters? They wear colorful old woolly coats, old ladies shoes, sometimes a hat, but always a smile, when they stride along arm in arm. Today we just met one of the ladies, and asking if she was alone, she answered joyfully "Not for long!" How wonderful having your...

  On "great demand" from who heard me suggest a recipe on radio last night, also guaranteed by my family that finished the dish while I was chatting away on air, having me find an empty table coming back...