I’ve experienced many changes these past few years; six to be exact. In fact, my head is reeling with change, unable to get itself back on straight on my shoulders. I’ve, in some ways, become used to it, so much so, that if a few weeks go by and there is no change in my life,
I wish I could wear high heels; I wish I knew how to walk in them. I never learned. I was one of those gauche teen-aged girls that found no pleasure in dreaming of my first high heeled pumps. Today, a pair of Laboutins, hold no fascination for me, and my head turns rather to admire
If Tuscany is known for its wines, Emilia Romagna for its parmesan cheese, then Puglia too must be made known to the world for its bread. In fact, in 2003, the bread of Altamura , (a small town in the northeastern part of the Murgia region of Puglia), was the first product in Europe to