At least one of you guessed what my new favorite ingredient is. It’s the thing that makes matriciana (aka a’matriciana) go from yum to oh, wow.

How do I even begin to tell the story of our 4 weeks in Umbria?

Ciao! I hope someone is still out there… I was really hoping to be able to post more while we were on vacation, but after my last post took an entire afternoon just to upload, I just didn’t have the patience. Now, I’m back home, and getting all caught up. While I remember how to do this whole blogging thing, I thought I’d share a few photos from Firenze.

Late July and August may not be the best time to visit Italy between the soaring temperatures and gaggles of tourists. But, then again, there really isn’t ever a bad time to be here. We are having an amazing trip. Here are a few shots from our first few days, spent in Rome, to give [...]

Do you ever feel just stupidly lucky? I do. All. The. Time. I’m not really sure what I’ve done to deserve all the amazing good fortune I’ve had. So, when my friend Nathan called me up a month or so and asked if I’d be interested in doing a bit of photography work in trade for a weekend at The Inn at Langley, I got to experience yet another one of those moments, and sent a big Thank You to the powers of the universe. The Inn at Langley is very high up there on one of my favorite places in the Northwest. The town of Langley, on Whidbey Island, manages to hit all the quaint buttons without actually turning sickeningly sweet. There’s a good coffee shop packed with as many locals as tourists, a natural food store that you can poke around in for hours, two weekly farmers markets within a stones throw, and a thrift store perfect for cheap-os like me who aren’t into paying antique store prices. But when I think of Langley, I think of The Inn.