Breathing

I woke up in the morning to the sounds of pigeons somewhere close to my window. I took a look at my mobile and saw it wasn’t later than 6am. Or 7 in Finnish time. Normally it would have been time to wake up already but not today. I was in Rome, it’s Easter Sunday, and … More Breathing

Pizza

Once you’ve tasted the real Neapolitan pizza, there is no going back. There is an association even that supervises and trains how to make the real Neapolitan pizza, all starting from the water with right pH level and ending into the amount of time it is allowed to be in the oven. In Naples you’ll … More Pizza