francesca bezzone

There is a lot to say  about epidemics, because epidemics are as old as Man himself. While what we’ve been experiencing since last month is, without a doubt, unprecedented for our generation and the one of our parents, epidemics and …

“Via Montenapoleone, il salotto di  Milano, ritrovo delle signore dell’élite della città.” It was 1954 when Dutch born singer Peter Van Wood sang his ode to the beating heart of Milan, the  spine of what was already the centre of …

Being quarantined leaves you a lot of time to ponder upon stuff — even if you actually work from home so you need to pump through your 8 hours a day writing and editing anyway. Some reflect on the meaning …

Si riparte, off we go. Off we go, back to work, to the gym, to grab a coffee with friends, but with our smiles covered with these ubiquitous little rectangles of blue or white material, so important to ensure our safety …

The fourth week on lockdown in Italy starts today, 30th of March. Fifteen days ago, I made a post on L’Italo-Americano Facebook page, asking to you all to tell us what you loved the most about Italy. A place, a …

Traveling for real may be  difficult right now, but nothing says we can’t travel with our minds or  preparing for our next trip somehow. To do both at once, I thought it may be nice to take an ideal taxi …

Here  we are, our second week in isolation begins. It’s strange  to think how much our existence has changed in such a short period of time. It’s strange to think something as minuscule as a virus can create such havoc. …

The world has been fighting the same enemy. Reality is, there is not such a thing as escaping the virus,  but in Italy we’ve finally reached a moment when it’s important to start looking forward and try  to reach some …

The late Anthony Bourdain notoriously said once that pasta cacio  e pepe “could be the greatest thing in the history of the world.” And how could you say he was wrong?  I still remember the first time I had a …

During those first, dramatic days of lockdown balconies became, for a large number of Italians, the sole place to experience human contact. Stepping outside on that small, reassuring outdoor corner of our home was the closest thing  to our former …