Sorry, we’re British
Hot worms in a hot summer should go at it, right? Not if they're British.
Sicilian aromas
Fond memories can make eggplant parmigiana attractive in the dead of summer.
Hot and wild
Sweltering and hungry for a cool Italian salad? Be grateful lions have no say.
The fruit hunter
Welcome to Umbria, where a dog can show you where the strawberries are.
Solaris
The installation of solar panels calls for a bean and pesto celebration.
Defeating the slime
When a friend swears by Kraft and Findus, counter by making rosemary salt.
Tundra pudding
The worst of winter — and this one has been brutal — can elicit the best chocolate pudding.
Not too fast!
Umbria in winter is roast and rest time, though the restfulness is relative.
Pandoro’s box
Italy's holiday bread treat is better improvised at home than bought at supermarkets.
A dog named Google
No, she won't find truffles — or if she does, she'll eat them. But she has the right idea.
A true fall
Despite a dry opening act, the Umbrian autumn promises soup and olive oil.