Instead of spending your free time catching up on your Netflix queue, checking your email one more time before bed or using the extra 10 minutes you had to spare this morning to make a to-do list... what if you did nothing?
The first time I met Carmine Pikero, the man who would become my father-in-law, he was standing in the parking lot at Stamford (now Trinity) Catholic High School in my hometown of Stamford, Connecticut.
Italy is home to a beautiful language -- a language after our own heart that celebrates adventure, the art of treating yourself and, of course, mind-blowingly delicious food. Here are our favorite words and phrases that don't exist in English.
I am sure that most language students share this problem. We spend so long learning long vocab lists and perfecting our use of the pluperfect subjunctive that all we really want to do when talking is show this off.
In the fight to abolish Columbus Day, we invariably hear from people who defend the holiday because it recognizes a historic figure of Italian heritage. Our response is that there are many other people of Italian heritage worthy of attention.
Turin has long been synonymous, for better or for worse, with Fiat -- and as the home to the car manufacturer since the early 1900s, the northern Italian city has held the ignominious rap as the Detroit of Italy. But no more. Here's why it's worth a detour.
Liz and myself and a few members of our inner pizza cabal have traveled around the country, sampling all the different beautiful iterations of pizza we have in America and picking the 33 best. Some of them are legendary repeats. Others are bold newcomers. All of them are delicious.
We were at Fringe Central, which is the building where performers who are registered with the Fringe can hang out. There's wi-fi, a copy machine, café area, and helpful people who are in the same boat as you are (if you're putting a show on this year).
One of the last eyewitnesses to what it was actually like to be an Italian-American in Little Italy after World War II is being evicted by the very repository of this rich history, The Italian American Museum. It would be laughable, were it not so tragic. Evict her? They should hire her.
Carole Cortland Russo, Jimmy and Flo Alo's niece who was raised by the couple, is finishing a biography about her uncle. Carole was Jimmy's constant companion in his later years, and cared for him until the end of his life.