If there is one thing that I could do for hours and hours on end, it’s listen to music. Music is one of the most comforting companions. There are songs for just about every mood. A day without music for me in unimaginable. On the way to work, in the background while at work, on the way home from work, while I’m cooking dinner and then doing work after dinner. If I’m cleaning, music is probably just about as loud as I think I could make it before my family wants to kill me. As I write this, the speaker in my kitchen is cranking out music from my daily mix on Spotify.
By now I think that most people who know me are used to me quoting songs, breaking out in song because someone said something and it made me think of a song. My wife will often test me on songs she has Shazamed (Shazam is an app that will tell you want song is playing). I’ll be teaching and a song will pop into my mind and I’ll have sing a bit of it as my students look at their crazy teacher sing off-key as if it were just another normal part of our lesson.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
Friedrich Nieitzsche
I didn’t have much in common with my father but the one thing we did share was a love of music. Like me, he was always listening to music. His favorite was music from the 1950’s and 1960’s but also like me, he could appreciate just about any kind of music. His first cousin, Mort Shuman, was an incredible songwriter who wrote songs for Elvis Presley, Dion, Fabian and The Drifters, to name a few. My father was so proud of this and maybe that was what made him enjoy that music so much or maybe he, like me, just felt that music was almost as necessary as breathing. Whatever it was, we shared this. Here’s a true story about us. On a cruise to Canada, my dad had put my name on a piece of paper to participate in an on-board game show. I was so angry that he put my name on that paper because the last thing I wanted to do was to be on a stage on a cruise ship. Naturally, my name was called and I told him that since he put my name on the paper, he had to be the one who went up on stage with me. Who could have known that the first questions would be something like name that tune? The first one, Madonna. I got that in like half a note. Don’t even insult me. The next, Ace of Base. (This should also tell you about when this was – about 20 years ago). We were unstoppable and we won it all – champagne, lithographs, a ship on a stick and excursions. Now that I think of this, it is probably one of the best memories that I have of us together.
Something I sadly have to admit is that I lack any and all musical abilities. Some people are born with it, some can learn to develop their abilities. I, on the other hand, have never been able to learn to read music, play music or sing well. Nonetheless, I have a deep, emotional connection with music and honestly, I am perfectly happy just singing along (badly) to every single song.
So how does this fit in with being grateful as an Italian-American? Well, no genre of music has ever truly turned me off. I can appreciate just about any kind of music but Italian music has a place in my life that other music can’t live up to.
When I first decided to learn the language of my grandparents, I didn’t realize that taking courses would not be enough and that music would quickly fill that void. After my first two courses, I realized that I needed more input. I needed input that would be more appealing to me. Input that I could interact with and that would bring me to the next level. Enter Laura Pausini and many artists to follow.
I bought my first Italian music CD at Tower Records. For more on this story, check out my post, You should be streaming Italian music!. This CD by Laura Pausini changed my life because it introduced me to the best way for me to learn the language. Laura’s voice literally sand to me and made me want to know what she was singing. After that, I listened to other artists and watched the Sanremo Music Festival. I built my collection and my vocabulary. I do believe that it changed my trajectory and helped me achieve success in the language and eventually become a language teacher. To this day, I use music whenever possible to help my students because I know that music has the power to take your comprehension skills to a new level. So many of my students have downloaded songs that we have discussed in class and knowing that makes my heart sing. They also get a huge kick out of watching their teacher make a fool of himself singing and dancing along to the music. And they know if a new Laura Pausini song comes out, there is no way we’re not going to listen to it. And that happened just a little over a week ago, when Io sì came out. You just cannot deny her voice (and if you need a translation- she has a English version but nothing will compare to the Italian version.
I truthfully never thought I would ever be so grateful for technology. I will admit that although I am not so old, I have always been wary, if not downright suspicious, of technology. Technology should make things better and innovative in my opinion. I don’t use technology in my classroom just for the sake of using technology. A worksheet on the computer is exactly the same as it is on paper. However, I have learned that technology can be used for good and can be an invaluable tool that can keep us informed and connected.
“Technology is best when it brings people together.”
Matt Mullenweg, Social Media Entrepreneur
Social Media
Way back when I joined Facebook, I was a bit uncomfortable about sharing mostly because it was new and I don’t always deal well with new. After a while, I realized that Facebook could be a perfect way for me to be connected to people I don’t see often, like relatives in Italy. It was a perfect (and inexpensive) way to stay in touch with cousins I had met when I was in Italy and get to know others who I hadn’t met. My Facebook presence waned a bit when I discovered Twitter. On Twitter, I realized that I could customize information that came at me and also build a PLN (Professional Learning Network) with other language teachers across the world. This helped me to become a better language teacher and have a large sounding board for ideas. The idea to do this blog challenge came from Samara Spielberg, who I follow on Twitter. Recently, I joined Instagram. Instagram has given me a new view of social media. I’m sure that Whatsapp is not new to many but nonetheless, it helps me to stay in contact with my family and friends in Italy without spending a penny! All of these platforms help me to be informed about what is going on in Italy and have given me the opportunity to connect with different people who have been inspiring in their own way.
Spotify
A world without music for me would be a very sad one. Up until very recently, I have been purchasing music through iTunes and have sometimes been frustrated that Apple wouldn’t allow me to purchase a song because I didn’t live in Italy or for some reason the artist only made the song available on a premium streaming service. When my older son showed me how to use Spotify and told me he already paid for his subscription but we could have a family account for very little additional money, I tried it and I have to say, since I have been using it, I haven’t listened once to my music on iTunes. I love that I can find almost every song I could think of and thanks to my Daily Mixes, songs I didn’t know about or hadn’t thought of. I listen mostly to Italian music so Spotify gives me the access I crave.
In addition to the music aspect of Spotify, I have also begun to follow some podcasts. I had been following the Italian American Podcastsince they debuted and I enjoy their show because of the content and their dedication to all aspects of Italian-American life. If you haven’t already been listening, it’s time to tune in! Through Spotify, I can follow podcasts and have one place to go and listen to them. I have added additional podcasts like Italiano Automatico, Leggiamo in Italiano and Pillole di Italiano. These have also helped to keep my language refreshed and current while also helping to give me some great ideas to use in my classroom. If you’re looking to help with your Italian language, give Spotify a try.
This, by no means is an exhaustive list but rather the first things that come to mind when I think about being grateful for how technology keeps me connected to my heritage and culture. What technology do you use to keep you connected to your Italian-American heritage and culture?
It is only fitting that today’s gratitude goes to my my country on this day when we are called upon to cast our vote. Whatever side you are on, it is your right and duty to vote. Of course, tensions are very high and both sides are hoping for the best possible outcome but in the end, it is a right that we have here that still today in other nations their population does not have.
Life in Italy after the Second World War was difficult. Nobody could know what life would have been had they not been brave enough to leave everything and everyone behind but we do know about the life they made here. And it was a good one. Of course things were not always so easy, as I imagine any immigrant could attest to but once they established themselves and had jobs, a house and all the necessities, things certainly got better and the generations to follow have benefited immensely from their courage.
Although Italians were not always welcomed with open arms to our country, I am grateful that over the years, this country has come to embrace all things Italian. Italian has become synonymous with high quality products, high fashion and of course, gastronomic heaven. This shift in our country’s acceptance has made it easy to be proud of my heritage. It has made it easier to connect with my culture without even needing to leave my country. Italians have come a long way and have made great advances in careers. They have created organizations like NIAF (National Italian American Foundation) which create a bridge for Americans of Italian descent and promote the culture. Italian Americans have created new businesses that aim to share and appreciate our heritage with everyone. One of these that comes to mind is Cooking with Nonna. Rossella Rago’s business brings Italian products and recipes not just to Italian-Americans but to everyone.
In short, I am so grateful that Italian culture is embraced in my country so that I can enjoy the lifestyle that I do. I will add here that I hope that other cultures and peoples could be equally accepted like this eventually. It will only enrich our country.
The comfort of Italian and Italian-American food is something special. It is most often simple but made with love that envelops your every sense. What could be better that waking up to the aroma of sauce on the stove followed by the frying of some meatballs that will be added to the sauce to simmer until the sauce reaches the color, taste and smell of perfection? It is one of my favorite ways to start my Sunday. That’s just a small morsel of my love affair with Italian cuisine.
The very first Italian food I learned to prepare were chicken cutlets. Chicken, egg, bread crumbs and into a pan of hot olive oil. Simple but certainly a staple in my diet since I first learned to make them while I was still in elementary school. One thing that I learned from my mother was to use the leftover egg and breadcrumbs to make what we called “pancakes.” I still do it and I never get tired of them. A funny story I have about chicken cutlets is when I was shopping at Bath and Body Works with my wife. She was buying some chocolate scented body something-or-other. The cashier says “I bet it’s hard to stay away from her with that scent.” I just looked at her dead serious and said, “That would be true if it were chicken cutlet scent.” True story.
Orecchiette baresi with crumbled sausage and broccoli rabe, chicken cutlets (of course) and some roasted potatoes
If you think about it, all the delicious words in English have been borrowed from Italian. Pasta, pizza, mozzarella, ravioli and gelato pop right into my mind. You’d be hard-pressed to find anyone who didn’t know these words and, I think, even more hard-pressed to find that they didn’t love these things. I’m pretty sure that many non Italian-Americans might even know what a frittata is, can name quite a few Italian cheeses and many types of pasta shapes.
Zucchini frittata, a summer staple
I feel both grateful and spoiled by being born Italian-American. I have been eating homemade sauce, pasta and pizza since I can remember. Over the years, I have come a long way from making chicken cutlets. I have learned from books, magazines, television shows and so many people on social media. I have learned to make some dishes from my wife and her family who come from a different region than my family does. One of the fan favorites in our house are panzerotti. They are from Puglia, on Italy’s heel, and are like mini pizza pockets that you can fill with whatever you like. I’ve also started to adapt recipes to my own tastes and so far no one seems upset in my house.
Panzerotti
Pan di stelle pistachio parfait thanks to @miciamammas
A delicious kale, potato and sausage soup inspired by @miciamammas
Tortellini and swiss chard soup thanks to @thegiadzy
One thing that I do make from time to time is chicken cutlet parmigiana. While this dish is only something you’d find in an Italian-American restaurant or household and might confuse Italians from Italy, it is still delicious and a crowd-pleaser. Our ancestors brought their culinary expertise and over time, we have adapted some dishes but that doesn’t make them any less satisfying or make us any less Italian.
Chicken cutlet parmigiana- not an authentic Italian dish but comforting just the same.
Food can arguably be one of the most important facets of Italian-American life, after family. During the quarantine this year, I took the opportunity to share my love of cooking with my one of my sons. My other son is mostly interested in eating what we make more than making it. I hope I’ve given him some invaluable lessons and hope that he’ll continue to prepare some of our favorites. If you have any stories about food you’d like to share or want to share a recipe or your go-to Italian comfort foods, please share!
Cooking class in our kitchen! Ricotta cookies, mozzarella in carrozza and making baked ziti
Although this year has been a very tough one for many of us, that doesn’t mean that we have to be consumed by despair. It is all too easy to give in to negative feelings and to let it fester in us until it becomes downright depressing. When I saw a post by a fellow language teacher, Samara Spielberg (@SamaraSpielberg on Twitter), in which she explained that she would be participating in a 30-day gratitude challenge that she had created with her students, I was immediately taken by the idea. What a great idea! This can be both educational and restorative. It’s not that I hadn’t discussed gratitude in my language classes before, but this year it seems as if we could certainly benefit from this so I decided to do something very similar with my students in an effort to help them better their language skills and to boost our morale in these very uncertain times.
At first, when I started to think about what kind of blog post I was going to work on this weekend, I had a bit of a block. I had a bunch of ideas but not sure any of them were exactly what I was feeling this week and then I had a thought, what if I did something similar to what I was asking my students to do but with a bit more focus? And so this is how I decided to make my own 30-day Italian-American Gratitude Challenge; focusing on the things that I am grateful for. My goal is to post every day in November and my hope is that I will come out of this experience refreshed and appreciative of all I have – a kind of soul reboot in a time when things seem like they can go either way. If you’d like to join me in this challenge, I’d be honored to read your comments.
First and foremost, I have to be thankful for everything that I have and everything that I am because of my family. Their influence, whether positive, negative or somewhere in between, has shaped the person I am. Nobody is perfect but everyone plays a role.
Although not all of my ancestors came from Italy, the ones that did had the strongest influence on me. I felt closest to my maternal grandparents, who had emigrated to the United States in the 1950’s. When I was younger, I would spend a few weeks every summer with them. My grandmother would cook and cook and then cook some more. My grandfather would teach me how to recognize all the plants in his garden (he grew everything) and I would help him to gather the tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, figs or whatever happened to be ripe at the time. You could never go hungry in that house!
Aside from all the eating, I would play Italian cards, watch tv with them, go for walks with my grandfather and listen to their endless stories of Italy and how they came to America. My grandmother was so proud of me when I wrote a story about her coming to America while I was in elementary school. “My grandson – he wrote the book, ” she would tell people. It was probably no more than one page but she was proud nonetheless. My grandparents had sacrificed and worked hard to create a new and better life for their family. Although their sacrifices might have seemed to be of immediate necessity, their dedication to their family was something that would live on longer than them and hopefully continue throughout all generations to come. My grandmother does have a very interesting story and if you’re interested, check out another post of mine – Our family lives on in their stories.
I always knew that my Italian heritage was important to me. It was, and still is, a large part of who I am. My decision to study Italian in college was not a whim- it was a necessity for me. I wanted to be closer to my heritage and I felt as if I couldn’t fully appreciate it until I immersed myself in the language and traveled to the land of my ancestors. When I first set foot in Italy during my first study abroad experience, I was flooded with emotions I never even knew I had.
Having a family of my own was never a question for me. Sharing my love for all things Italian was just as important to me. It was not long after I began dating my wife, Teresa, that I knew she would be the perfect match for me. She was a first-generation Italian-American, she spoke Italian and shared a love of all things Italian. Although we can be very different, we share the same core values and that’s why our family is so strong.
Teresa’s family welcomed me into their family right away as one of their own – even before we were married. I can honestly say that I have never felt an outsider when I am with them. When I was studying in Italy, I had even gone to stay with some of her family without ever meeting them! They never questioned anything. All they had to know was that Teresa and her family in America trusted and accepted me. It could have been awkward but for some reason, it never felt that way.
My own Italian cousins, who I had not grown up knowing, had also welcomed me as if I had always been a part of their family. I was lucky enough to stay in the town my grandmother grew up in and to be able to visit my grandfather’s hometown as well. And thanks to social media and technology, we are able to stay connected.
I had never seen my grandparents as happy as they were the day of my wedding. It was as if they had understood then how all of their sacrifices had paid off with interest. When my grandmother would later be able to meet my own children, she would often tell me that she never imagined she would meet her great-grandchildren with such pride in her eyes. I am sure that my grandfather would have felt the same if he were here when they were born. Now that they are no longer here, it seems increasingly more important to me to write their story so that it can be recorded forever and will be passed on to my children and hopefully, their future generations.
My grandparents walking into the hall at our wedding
My grandmother at Nico’s communion
Nonna Angelina gets kisses from her great-grandchildren
When my sons were born, I never imagined that I would have been able to feel so much without bursting. They are the reason that I work as hard as I do. I imagine that my grandparents, parents and in-laws felt the same when they began their families. You don’t have to be rich or famous to have a family but having the one I do makes me feel as if I won the lottery. I couldn’t be richer than this.
Last year, Mariapia came to my school as an exchange student. It was the first time that I had had an exchange student in my class. I was both excited and nervous about this. Would she be highly critical of my Italian as a non-native speaker? Would she be frustrated to be in an Italian language class when she was clearly here to better her English? Would this be a unique opportunity for my students? I had so many thoughts before the first day of school in September but soon after, I realized that this would be a learning experience for both of us. I actually invited Mariapia to be critical of my language, my course and my teaching method. I knew I was opening myself up to the highest form of criticism possible for a teacher but in the end, I am glad that I did. We were able to build a rapport and learn from one another.
I have always taught my students about the Italian school system based on what I had learned through my own research and my experiences as a student at the Università degli studi di Firenze in Florence, Italy while earning my Master’s degree. However, having Mariapia in my class was invaluable because she was able to share her experiences with us about the Italian school system. Both Mariapia and her twin sister, Carla, had decided to attend foreign high schools to better their English and of course, to gain an experience that no doubt will end up having an impact on the women they will become.
I recently reached out to Mariapia and asked if both she and her sister would like to answer some questions about their experience. I do realize that this was almost like assigning another homework assignment to the teens but they were more than happy to do it and I am grateful that they decided to share their experiences.
I feel like I’ve been influenced by the portrayal of the U.S. in the media which is obviously very romanticized but honestly, I was not disappointed.
Mariapia, foreign exchange student
Mariapia and Carla both decided to go through EF Language Year Abroad. When I asked Mariapia how they chose this particular program and how they even knew these opportunities existed, she told me that she had first been told by her eighth grade teacher about study abroad opportunities and then had decided to do her own research when she felt ready to participate. She watched YouTube videos and researched different agencies online and found out that EF was having an informational session in Catania, Sicily. After attending this session, they were sold on the program. Both girls had to be interviewed in order to be accepted into the program to assess their level of English and the interviewer agreed that both Mariapia and Carla were very mature and ready to participate in a program like the one EF offered.
“I would like Italian schools to be more “modern” and innovative.”
Carla, foreign exchange student
Carla: “me and my mate George Harrison”
Carla in Liverpool, England
The process of obtaining a visa, getting the necessary vaccinations and finding a host family was a long one but in the end, well worth it. In a phone conversation with Mariapia to ask some additional questions, she told me some interesting stories that I hadn’t originally asked about but I think are worth sharing. First, in order to obtain the visa to study, they had to go to the American Embassy in Naples and answer a lot of questions. One thing that they had to prove was that none of them had ever committed a crime. It turns out that her father shares a name with someone who did commit a crime and it took “quite a while to prove that he wasn’t that person!”
As far as finding and being matched with a host family is also a process. First, you are encouraged to make a video of yourself to help the process. Mariapia was a little stressed with school at the time and never made her video. She did fill out some paperwork where she expressed her interests and goals, however. She tells me that you can choose the state you want to study in for an additional fee, which she declined to pay. Her twin sister, Carla, was matched right away to a family in England. For Mariapia, the process was taking a bit longer. “I was nervous that I wouldn’t be chosen or be matched well since I didn’t make my video,” said Mariapia. And in the end, she was matched with one of my students and says she couldn’t have been happier. “They love theater, have many pets, live on Long Island in New York. I couldn’t believe how perfect this match was,” she goes on to say.
“They wanted me to have fun but also to be careful and mostimportantly, to always answer the phone when they called otherwise they’d start planning my funeral.”
Mariapia, on how her parents felt about her studying in America
Mariapia takes the NYC subway for the first time on a class trip
Here is my interview with the sisters on their experiences. Mariapia chose a six month placement while Carla chose a full year abroad.
Matt: Why did you decide to study English?
Mariapia: First of all, English is a mandatory subject in the Italian school system and I’ve always loved studying it because it helped me connect with my interests: music, movies, books. From a very young age I was surrounded by this language, I even tried to speak it, but of course what came out of my mouth was just gibberish!
Carla: I’ve always enjoyed studying foreign languages, especially English, which I think is very important to know nowadays.
Matt: Why did you choose America or England?Why did you choose a half year or a full year?
Mariapia: I feel like I’ve been influenced by the portrayal of the US in the media (especially on tv) which is obviously very romanticized but, honestly, I was not disappointed. Actually, I love this country even more now that I’ve visited it and got to know it a little more. I chose to do six months instead of the whole year because I used to do theater and I didn’t want to miss my show in June. I regret choosing that for many reasons, but I’ll say this: life doesn’t always go as planned, so carpe diem And just have fun.
Carla: I chose England over America because I’ve always been interested in the British culture and lifestyle, the (widely known) British humour, and above all things, I’ve always loved the British accent. I chose to do the whole year because I knew it would have taken me some time to get used to all the new things around me, and also because I thought that 6 months weren’t enough for me to improve my English.
Matt: What did your parents think about you being so far from home?
Mariapia: My dad didn’t like it one bit, but he trusted me enough to let me go. My mother was happy for me and very excited from the beginning, but also very nervous. They wanted me to have fun but also to be careful and, most importantly, to always answer the phone when they called otherwise they’d start planning my funeral.
Carla: They have always encouraged me and my sisters to travel a lot and to go study abroad if we had the chance, so I guess they were happy about it.
Matt: What did your friends think about you studying abroad?
Mariapia: They were happy for me, although most of them didn’t even know it was a possibility. They even admitted that they were jealous and that made me realize how lucky I was. One of my friends actually visited NYC not even a month before I went there, and she said she was sure I would love it.
Carla: I reckon, most of them had never heard of something like this before, or at least they didn’t know it was possible to study abroad while still in high school, so they were a bit surprised. While others, who knew what that was about, were a bit concerned that I would have basically “missed” one year of school in Italy. But I think after all, they were happy for me.
Matt: What have you found to be the main differences between the schools you attended abroad and your Italian high school?
Mariapia: The biggest difference, in my opinion, is the importance of individuality: in the US, you can choose your classes and “customize” your high school experience according to what your interests are. In Italy, you have to choose an high school that is specialized in a certain field (either science, classical studies, psychology, art, music, etc…) and that’s what you’re gonna study for five years. Another difference is that oral tests aren’t a thing in the US school system, but in Italy they’re fundamental. Also, we have crucifixes instead of flags!
Carla: The main differences I can think of are: 1. Oral tests (or what we call “interrogazioni”) don’t exist in the UK. However, they have a (large and complex) variety of written assessments, compared to Italy. 2. In Italy we start and finish school earlier (usually from 8 am to 1 pm), we don’t have a canteen and we have our lunch at home. But we have school on Saturdays. 3. In Italy you always stay in the same classroom with the same classmates, and it’s the teachers who switch classes. 4. In most English high schools they call teachers by their first name. We only address them as “teacher … ” (But most times you don’t need to say their last name either)
Matt: What things do you prefer about each school?
Mariapia: Personally, I’ve always hated going to school here in Italy, but I loved the American high school experience. I genuinely looked forward to waking up in the morning. The only thing I like about the Italian school system is that we have a longer summer break.
Carla: I prefer the fact that British students have much more free time within the school hours, especially the last two years of school that they can spend however they want (doing their homework in the library so that they’re free in the afternoon or socialising with other students in the common room). However, I would say one thing I prefer about Italian schools is that students are not required to wear a uniform and sometimes they don’t even need to follow a dress code. This certainly gives us the chance to express our individuality.
Matt: What was your experience like with your host family?
Mariapia: I feel like I was very lucky to have been chosen by my host family because from the moment I read their description on the EF platform, I knew that we were a perfect match. We did a lot of fun activities together, we had similar interests and even the simple things, like going to the supermarket or having dinner with them, were just great.
Carla: My host parents were very nice and typical English people. But I must say that, since British host families are paid and they’re not volunteer, it’s hard to believe that they’re hosting international students because they’re genuinely interested in knowing their cultures, and not for money. Especially if they’re hosting more than one student at the time.
Matt: What is something your would like to take from your host high school experience and would like to see implemented into your Italian high school?
Mariapia: I feel like we should use technology more, like you do in the US, because here it’s still underestimated and frowned upon by teachers who are obsessed with tradition/don’t know how to use it. I’d love to see some high school spirit here as well, I never felt like I belonged in my high school but during my brief stay at Comsewogue I was a proud warrior!
Carla: I would like Italian schools to be more “modern” and innovative. We should definitely use computers, or technology in general, more. This can be also a big opportunity to include people who can’t afford to buy all those books and school materials every year.
Matt: Finally, how has this experience changed you?
Mariapia: Hopefully I improved my English, but more importantly I feel like I’ve become more independent and mature. I cherish many wonderful memories of this experience that made my desire to live in the US grow, but I’ll also try to learn from my mistakes and become a better person.
Carla: I think it helped me improving my language skills mainly. But also, being in a foreign country without my parents, it surely made me more independent and more confident to deal with things on my own.
Mariapia having gelato in NYC on a class trip
Mariapia visiting the Central Park Zoo on a class trip
Mariapia wearing the Italian Honor Society crown as our honorary member!
One thing that Mariapia would often say to me while she was here was that she was amazed at how American teachers seem to be so much more invested in their students and truly care about them. She said that American teachers actually care if their students learn or not and this made a lasting impression. I am so glad to have met her and that I could have been a part of her (good) experience here.
I am truly impressed with the level of English that Carla and Mariapia have been able to achieve and the progress they have made because of this unique study abroad experience. Their answers were thoughtful and insightful. They are both well-spoken young ladies who have clearly made the most that this program had to offer them.
Il Molise non esiste (Molise doesn’t exist). Molise, Italy’s second smallest region and youngest region became a meme a few years ago but now it seems things are changing for the region. The mere fact that almost everyone in Italy has heard this joke that Il Molise non esiste brings it attention- and hopefully a reason to visit to discover whether or not it is just an urban legend. Searching #ilmolisenonesiste, I came across some very interesting posts that I thought were shareworthy.
Fabio Lucarelli visited Civitacampomarano in Molise. His post tells us that soon people will be talking about it.
La Cantina – a craftsmanship business in Molise posted this recently. Diodato is the Italian singer who won the Sanremo Music Festival and came to Molise. La Cantina gives a shout out to him for discovering Molise before the New York Times.
My cousin, Giusy D’Alessandro was a contestant on an Italian show, Bake Off Italia, and in her interview she makes reference to the joke saying right off the bat that Molise does exist.
I have always known that Molise did exist since my grandmother was from Bojano, in the province of Campobasso. I began studying Italian in college and soon after, my cousin, Alessandro, and my Zia Maria came to visit. I was excited to meet them and Alessandro even came to stay for a while at my house, while my Zia Maria stayed with my grandparents. After their visit, I said I would one day come and visit them in Bojano. It was only a short time after, during my study abroad experience with NYU, that I was able to visit. Bojano was vastly different than Florence, where I was studying, but it was the place my family came from and I felt like it was the “real” Italy. My mother had come with me on this trip and it was her first time back in Italy after she had left when she was two years old. We were there for a short time but it was an experience we will always remember. After just a day or two, we felt as if we had been with these people our entire lives and we quickly felt at home. We visited Cività di Bojano and nearby Sepino with its Roman ruins. Many people don’t realize that the Roman Empire wasn’t just central Italy but extended beyond Rome and far beyond the Italian peninsula. Bojano, as a town, predates even the Romans. It was actually settled in the 7th century BC and its name is a derivative of the name Bovianum. A legend is told that some Samnite people were sent off to colonize and their ox had stopped here to drink and that is where these Samnites decided to settle. Bojano lays in the foothills of the Matese Mountains, where my cousins often go skiing and is along the Biferno river.
Civita Superiore (Bojano)
Photos courtesy of @giusydale_theclapper Instagram
Needless to say, when I saw a posting on the NIAF Instagram page about a film called My Country which took place in Molise, I had to see this film. Luckily, I was able to stream it on Amazon Prime Video here. This is where I first learned about this joke Il Molise non esiste.
The movie is directed by Giancarlo Iannotta, who also stars in the film about an Italian-American who learns just before his father’s death that he has an Italian half-brother. Soon after Lucky (the protagonist) finds out, he does what most of us do when we want to find someone- we head to social media. Lucky finds his Italian brother and decides that he must go to Italy to meet him and to go to the town where his father was born and raised, Castel San Vincenzo, in Molise. When Lucky meets his brother and tells him, the reaction is exactly what the joke brings out in people. Francesco, Lucky’s brother, is floored that anyone would ever want to go to Molise, the region that doesn’t exist. Nonetheless, he does accompany Lucky to Molise and this is where we get to see how charming and untouched Italy can be. It is here where we understand friendliness can be instant and that a region that doesn’t exist is worth the detour off the beaten path. My Country has the potential to put Molise on the travel itineraries of Americans who have only thought of visiting Rome, Venice and Florence.
Castel San Vincenzo, Molise Photo courtesy of Giancarlo Iannotta
I was fortunate enough to be able to ask Giancarlo some questions about the film and about his connection to Italy and Molise. Giancarlo’s Italian heritage has been an important part of his life. His nonno, Felice Iannotta, emigrated to Chicago in 1956, in search of the American Dream. He, like many before him, worked tirelessly to create a better life, earn enough to bring the rest of his family over and give future generations opportunities they couldn’t have had in Italy. As members of the Chicago Molisani Club, Giancarlo and his family have enjoyed keeping their heritage and Molise in their hearts. Here is some of my interview:
What was the inspiration for the film? Had you previously traveled to Italy? The inspiration for My Country first started when I moved to Italy five-ish years ago. I had a wonderful “late in life” study abroad and was inspired to make my first feature based on my experiences living in Rome and going to Molise on the weekends. While in Rome, I worked part-time as a tour guide driving tourists around in that vintage Fiat 500 in the film and used that as the catalyst for the brothers to start their road trip. Traveling to Molise since I was 12, I always wanted to put my father’s hometown Castel San Vincenzo. My first memories of being in Italy were in 2001 when I was 12 years old and was completely in awe. From the incredible historical sites of Rome to walking around my father’s hometown, it was my dream to document those experiences and the ones that followed in some way… but never imagined I would make a feature film there!
Vintage Fiat 500 driven by Francesco and Lucky
Giancarlo’s family in Castel San Vincenzo
Photos courtesy of Giancarlo Iannotta
How did you cast your film? I wrote the first draft of the screenplay in Rome and then came back to the States for a couple of months to start raising production funds. With my producers, we started assembling our crew and then put out a casting notice on the Italian version of Craigslist. Our actress Rosella came directly from a video submission and then Antonio, my brother in the film, I saw in a short film directed by a good friend who was also my assistant on the movie. I used a lot of my aunts, uncles and cousins in supporting parts and extras.
What were the best experiences filming and what were some difficulties? Any interesting anecdotes? As it says in the My Country poster “embrace the bumps and detours…” and we surely did! Whether it was losing a location, our boom microphone breaking or a flat tire on the Fiat 500, making a low budget independent film is an uphill battle but ultimately came with many more enlightening moments. First, getting to direct in Italian was something I never thought I’d do in my wildest dreams. Watching great actors every day saying my lines brought the script to life in more ways than I could’ve thought possible. My favorite memory, although chaotic in the moment, was seeing my cousins, great aunt and great uncle improvising during the gnocchi scene (my favorite of the entire film). They had never been on camera and with just a little explanation of the scene before shooting, they were so impressive and truly naturals!
Are there any plans for a sequel? Will Lucky and his brother have any other stories to tell? I think the ending of the movie definitely sets up the Francesco and Anna characters to potentially come to the States. Chissà! Who knows! It’s pretty ambitious to make your first feature film in a foreign country so maybe a more local story would be ideal.
My Country is well worth streaming. I recommend it to Americans and Italians. It’s time for everyone to think outside the box and visit some of Italy’s hidden (until now) treasures. Molise does exist and if you are looking for some more information on what you can do in Molise, I recommend you visit My Italian Diaries. Valentina has a passion for her country and has written two posts that highlight Molise. The first gives you six great reasons to visit Molise and the second, brings you to Civitacampomarano, where a local festival of street art is so beautifully done that it’s on my list of places to visit!
If you’d like to delve a bit more into the national joke, Il Molise non esiste, check out this blog post by Alex Sakalis. He goes into the beginnings and how Molise has turned this around to bring tourists into their region. He also highlights towns to visit through his own experience traveling to the least known region of Italy. After reading this, you’ll be intrigued enough to include Molise on your next Italian vacation.
At the beginning of the 20th century, Italians were leaving Il bel Paese in search of a better life and opportunities that Italy couldn’t offer them. It was an Italy that would have not made it onto everyone’s bucket list of places to visit in their lifetime. It was a different Italy that was suffering; causing many to leave their homeland and settle in new countries near and far.
Nowadays, things are very different. Italy still may not have the economy Italians would hope for, but it has come a long way. According to U.S. News and World Report, two Italian destinations are in the top 20 places in the world to visit. Almost everyone I speak to has either been there or plans to visit. Applications for dual citizenship have increased exponentially in the last few years. Many are seeking a place to retire or to visit and feel connected to their roots. Many hope to even be able to connect with relatives from their ancestors’ home towns. When they arrive, will there be generations still living there?
Although Italy is doing much better than at the beginning of the 1900’s, it is still hard to make a life there in many places, especially the south. Southern Italians have been making their way to northern cities for work for a while now. Even though it is still a move within the same country and Italy is relatively small, many Italians feel a deep attachment to their small towns and to their families. A cousin of mine said that he had moved north in the hopes of remaining in Italy. Luckily, he was able to find a job in the import-export business in Trieste and has been there now for seven years. Recently, I asked this cousin, Alessandro, about his decision to move north to get his perspective.
Alessandro was born and raised in Bojano, Italy. Bojano is located in the province of Campobasso, in the Molise region. Molise is the second smallest region in size and population. As of 2019, the population of Bojano was 7,829. Trieste’s population by comparison is 204, 267.
Here is my interview with Alessandro:
How was it growing up in Bojano? Growing up in Bojano was really nice. I really had a great childhood here. It was your average small town life, without the chaos of a large city. Everyone knows everyone, from the butcher to the mailman. It was a more tranquil life without all of the frenzy of the city. It was like living surrounded by your extended family. The air is cleaner and since Bojano is a hilltown, you can enjoy nature walks. It is easy to leave your car behind and use your bicycle more.
Alessandro, showing his Bojano pride
Bojano, from Civita Superiore
Castellone (Village belonging to the municipality of Bojano)
Biferno River
Did you ever think you would have to move to another region in Italy? Actually, no. It all happened very quickly. It was a sudden, unexpected move; one I didn’t have much opportunity to think about. I had always thought that Bojano was where I would grow old but in the end, everything changes. But that’s alright because I’m doing well here in Trieste and I have no regrets.
How did you decide on Trieste? I chose Trieste because my wife’s brother already lived here for some time. But this isn’t the real reason that we live here now. After I left Bojano, I worked as as substitute teacher in Udine and then Belluno. Later on, I had sent my resumé in the Trieste area and in the end, found my current job here.
How do you feel about living in Trieste? Trieste is an amazing city with mountains and sea so I felt comfortable right away after having lived in Bojano, in the foothills of the Matese Mountains. Trieste is very multicultural and also very livable. Initially, the triestini don’t treat you like you’re one of them as we would do in the south but once they get to know you, they are very friendly. There are also so many beautiful things to see here from the Piazza Unità d’Italia, the church of San Giusto to the many Austrian-style buildings; a reminder that Trieste once belonged to the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
*Interesting facts:
Trieste was the fourth largest city in the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
Trieste has been compared to New York due to its diverse ethnic populations.
From 1947-1954, the area of Trieste was called the Free Territory of Trieste, maintained under military occupation by the United States and Britain.
Trieste, Piazza Unità d’Italia
What are some things you like and dislike about living in Trieste? Honestly, I feel like I am doing so well here that there isn’t much I don’t like; maybe the food a little bit.
*Cultural note: If you didn’t know this already, the food in Italy varies from region to region and is very different from north to south. Italians generally have a soft spot for a nice typical, home-cooked meal that reminds them where they are from.
Was it difficult to integrate with the locals (triestini)? Were there times when you weren’t able to understand each other due to linguistic differences? As I said earlier, the triestini need some time to get to know you before they are really friendly and open with you unlike southerners who are friendly from the get-go. However, in the end, they are truly good people. They are very social and enjoy being together with their friends. Initially it was difficult to understand them because they speak often in dialect. After 7 years here I am able to understand them but I don’t really like to speak as they do. I accept that they speak the way they do but I just can’t feel comfortable speaking their dialect.
*Cultural note: There are many, many dialects in Italy. Every region has their own way of speaking and within the region, there could be as many dialects as there are towns! On a small island, there are three different dialects! Dialects differ more the further you travel so my cousin’s dialect is strikingly different from his new friends’ dialect. Not only can pronunciation be different but words can also be completely different. The one thing that I think many Italians will agree upon, no matter where they are from, is that their dialect is a part of what make them them and makes them feel a strong tie to their hometowns.
Alessandro and some friends out for a meal in Trieste
What are the things you miss the most about Bojano and how often do you go back to Bojano? I really don’t miss that much about Bojano; mostly my friends and family. I usually visit once or twice a year but my parents often come to visit me in Trieste as well.
Alessandro’s parents come to Trieste to visit him and his wife, Roberta
If you could go back to live in Bojano, would you? I don’t honestly think that I would right now, but who knows what the future holds?
It was nice to catch up with Alessandro. I’m glad that he is doing well in Trieste.
Many smaller towns in Southern Italy have been losing residents for some time now. Some town have even taken to offering up homes for 1 euro (there are some strings to this deal, however) to bring people and life back into their small towns. Tourism can also help, if more people visit, there will be a need for more jobs. Some regions, like Molise, might be next to be discovered by a new wave of tourists. Check out this post!
I will admit that I am one of those people who keeps thousands of photos on my phone for a few reasons. One is that I am just too lazy to upload them to the computer and in some way I am nervous that if I upload them and delete them from my phone, anything could happen and those photos will be lost forever. The second reason is that I love having at my fingertips thousands of memories. Scrolling through my photos gives me comfort and helps me appreciate all the things I have, the people in my life and the experiences I’ve had.
Right now, travel has been put on hold due to Covid-19 but that shouldn’t stop us from making future plans because this will get better, we will travel again. So maybe now is a good time to start doing some research on places you’d like to visit. If you’re thinking of visiting Italy ( I mean, who isn’t?), I’ve got another hidden gem for you to check out: Suvereto.
Suvereto, is a small medieval village in central Tuscany in the Val di Cornia. It is located about 98 miles south of Florence and 52 miles south of Livorno. It takes its name from the latin suber , or cork wood, because of the many cork oak trees that surround the area. The first mention of this village goes back to 973 according to their town history. Its stone walls and streets will transport you back in time and make you feel at home, all at the same time.
Looking out from our private yard
I am always looking to visit small towns or villages in Italy after the main tourist attractions. It’s a way to see the “real” Italy and gain a deeper appreciation for what it really means to live La dolce vita. Major cities like Rome, Venice and Florence are favorite destinations for a reason but there is just something about slowing down and exploring areas not overrun (for now!) by hordes of tourists. The association, I borghi più belli d’Italia (The most beautiful villages of Italy), which was created in 2001 to promote tourism and appreciation of all the beauty, culture, and history small towns in Italy have to offer, has Suvereto as one of their featured towns. Check it out here.
I came across Suvereto when I was doing some research on where to stay if I wanted to visit the island of Elba but have a home base on the mainland. My goal was to take a ferry from Piombino to Elba to celebrate my birthday but wanted to stay somewhere charming. I had originally found an apartment to rent in Caldana but after messaging back and forth with the owner and having some troubles, I had to scrap that place and start over. I searched the airbnb site for places to stay near Caldana and came across this listing. The apartment itself seemed to fit our needs and price range so I started to look into the town of Suvereto. What I can say now is that I am so glad I had so many issues with the place in Caldana that forced me to cancel and find Domenico’s apartment.
Living room
Main piazza
First of all, Domenico was easy to work with, and was very accomodating from the get-go. I’m not sure if he speaks English since I communicated with him in Italian, but I am sure that he must speak some English since I see that after being the first Americans to stay in his place, there was another couple from America that stayed there. His place has everything you can need, 2 bedrooms, a bathroom with a tub, a kitchen, living room and the best part- a gorgeous private garden! Parking is nearby and free and the apartment is located right in the heart of the town. It’s only a few minutes walk before you reach the main road and piazza.
Suvereto has many restaurants to keep you happily fed for the entire time you are there. However, there was one pizzeria which we loved for the pizza and for the fact that it was located in what used to be a movie theater! The upstairs of Bar Torrione Pizzeria Spaghetteria da Gegè still has movie theater seats in the upper level, if you eat inside. Of course, we ate inside and outside! With two kids, pizza is always one of the best options.
Il Torrione
Il Torrione
Another really happy coincidence was that we happened to be staying the week that Suvereto hosts Serate medievali or Medieval Nights every year in July. We just happened to be staying there the right week! Each evening, the town transforms into a medieval town, burlap over the street lights, parades of people in costumes, medieval games, food and a different show each night. One night, we were entertained by a fire breathing, tight-rope walking performer followed by a medieval procession and dancing after eating probably the best sausage sandwich. A really nice touch is that you are able to exchange your euros for medieval coins to pay for the food or games.
Exchange your euros for medieval money!
Medieval game
Street in Suvereto
Medieval game
Medieval performer
Horse dressed in medieval attire
Medieval Festival in Suvereto
During the day, thanks to Domenico’s suggestion, we visited nearby Baratti beach. This beach along the Etruscan coast is well-known to locals but is well worth your trip there. On one side, you have the gorgeous, clear water of the Gulf of Baratti, which when you look close looks as if it is shimmering with the metals that were once mined by the Etruscans, and other side a pine forest. Parking is available for pay at the beach. There are also two restaurants on site. You will have to bring your own umbrellas and chairs, however. If you’re visiting in the summer, Baratti is a must!
Other day trips we made from our home base in Suvereto are Livorno, the capital of the province, Volterra, Sovana, Sorano and the island of Elba. These are certainly not an exhaustive list of possibilities but we only had a week there.
Sovana
Livorno, the provincial capital was a nice day trip and only about an hour drive north. We easily parked on the street and just walked around the area near the water to discover what Livorno had to offer. We found the Terrazza Mascagni to be a nice first stop where we could walk along the water while taking in incredible views and do some people-watching. There were bathers, fishers and of course other people just walking along the terrace as we did. We stopped nearby for a bite to eat, but I will say this, if you are afraid of birds (as I am), you might want to eat inside if you’re near the water! Our next stop was the aquarium. The aquarium was well-organized and not overwhelming to visit. The kids had a blast!
Terrazza Mascagni, Livorno
Another day trip was to Volterra, another Etruscan hilltop town. Some may recognize Volterra from Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series. Luckily, we did not encounter any vampires, but we did have a nice day just walking around and taking in the city. Once you climb the stairs to enter the walled city, you can easily walk through the city. There are plenty of restaurants and shops to keep you busy for the whole day. We were happy to just wander around and enjoy the city vibe but if you like more info on the many things to see, check out this post from Discover Tuscany.
Volterra
I had read about the Vie cave or the excavated roads made by the Etruscans of the tufa rock. We started by visiting the tiny town of Sovana. Here, we walked through the one road town and visited the Museo di Mamiliano, where you can find the bones of Saint Mamiliano. We also went into a shop that specialized in alabaster products, which are well-known in this area. We made a few purchases to bring home as gifts and then headed out to explore the Vie cave. I will admit they were a bit difficult to find driving but we eventually did and were able to walk through some of these ancient roads that pre-date the Romans.
Walking the Vie Cave
Finally, we did get to visit the island of Elba. We booked the ferry ride with Corsica-Sardinia Ferries easily. We did take our car on the ferry since after reading up on Elba, it seemed to reach certain areas, especially some of the best beaches, we would need a car. We did walk around the port area and the downtown area a bit but our real goal was to have a beach day. The drive to Scaglieri beach was a bit scary for my wife but once we got down to the beach, everyone was so helpful and welcoming. The parking attendants right across from the beach took the car, and also set us up with umbrellas and chairs for four for just about $50! The beach did not disappoint! The water was amazing! It was a sandy beach with crystal-clear water. My kids met a local around their age who they played with until we went to eat something at the beach restaurant. The restaurant had something for everyone, was economical, delicious and gorgeous views of the beach. Our day could not have been more perfect. We boarded our return ferry and headed back to Suvereto that evening.
Ferry ride to Elba
Gorgeous Scaglieri Beach
Restaurant with a view! Pizzeria Due PIni
Waiting for ferry back to Suvereto
Unfortunately, our vacation had to come to an end and we had to head back to reality but making Suvereto a home away from home may one day become a reality. My wife and I have often discussed owning a home in Italy but we were never really sure where. We have family spread out all over Italy and we have traveled pretty extensively but could never really agree on where to make our Italian dream become a reality. Suvereto changed this. We don’t often agree on a decision this big but we can say that Suvereto has the feel of a small town we could see ourselves spending our time in while still being within driving distance to so many other towns waiting to be explored.
Gelato may be the Italian word for ice cream but gelato is not ice cream. And ViAle Gelateria in Lynbrook, New York is not like any other. If you happen to be anywhere near this Long Island town in western Nassau, a trip to ViAle is a must! Heck, even if you’re not near Lynbrook, it’s worth the trip. I don’t remember exactly how we came across this little gem. It might have been a post on social media or a little write up in a local paper. Whatever the reason, since the first time that I set foot in the gelateria, I haven’t found one equal to it.
Owner/ Gelato Chef Anna welcomes everyone to her gelateria
Of course the gelato itself is the main attraction but Anna Franchi, the gelatiere and owner. Anna welcomes you into her store as if you were old friends. She is truly happy to see you. You can see it in her smile; you can hear it in how she greets you. As her sign says, “Homemade with love.”
Anna Franchi was born and raised in a small town outside of Ferrara, Italy. After high school, she didn’t have the desire to continue on to university and instead she went to work in a surveyor’s office. She eventually met and started dating a man who was a gelatiere and he taught her how to make artisanal gelato. They soon would open up a gelateria in Ferrara, right across from the Duomo di Ferrara or main cathedral. The business started to go well and eventually expanded into a pasticceria, or pastry shop, as well. Unfortunately, after 13 years, their relationship suffered and Anna opted out of the business. Anna then started working in the summer at a beach in a club (Kursaal – Bagno 61 ) while she tried to figure out her next move. For two years, she really just focused on working and taking care of herself. She met her husband, Alessandro, through this job but at first didn’t really have much interest. A co-worker was telling her that he seemed to like her but Anna was unphased. After work, she had gone to the beach and happened to sit in chair that was near Alessandro’s. He started a conversation and they hit it off but he was working in wine sales and traveled often. She didn’t see him for a while and then, as destiny would have it, he appeared again months later. This time he was with a woman but according to a friend, he wouldn’t make to to Christmas with this woman. Anna paid no mind, until one day her friend tried to set up a double date with her and her husband and Anna and Alessandro. It was true- he hadn’t made it to Christmas with that woman. And the rest, as they say, is history.
Anna loves to travel and have unique experiences and she did with Alessandro. They visited Thailand, the Maldives, the United States , Spain, France and Germany, among many other places. They did settle down in Ferrara and have a little girl, Alessandra. Unfortunately, the economy in Italy was suffering and there had been an increase in burglaries. Anna’s home was one that was burglarized and as a result, her young daughter was scared and was having trouble sleeping. Anna and Alessandro knew that they had to do something and, unfortunately, like many Italians, thought to leave il Bel Paese behind.
Anna and Alessandro arrived in New York in July of 2014 and immediately started to work hard to open ViAle Gelateria. It took six months for them to officially open but it was worth it. Their daughter, Alessandra, slept through the night for the first time in a long time that summer of 2014.
Their hard work and desire to find a better place for their family is our gain. Anna proudly makes all of her gelato in-house and uses the methods she learned many years ago with her ex-boyfriend, to whom she is grateful and remains friends with. Her gelato respects the Italian tradition and uses fresh ingredients. If you like fruit flavors, none will disappoint. My personal favorite is Pompelmo (Grapefruit) but since it is made only with fresh, seasonal fruit, it is hard to find when grapefruit is not in season or if the grapefruits she buys are not good quality when she opens them. This happened early this summer. I was dreaming of her pompelmo gelato (as I often do) and decided to make the trip. When we arrived, I was disappointed but Anna explained that she couldn’t use the grapefruit she had bought because it wasn’t good. Although I say disappointed, it’s never difficult to find another flavor or two that are just as good. I decided on my favorite combination, pistacchio and fondente (dark chocolate). Needless to say, her creamy, silky gelato left me very happy.
Inside ViAle Gelateria
Gelato selections – all delicious!
Famous brioche! You can enjoy gelato inside one of these in the Sicilian style!
Anna makes about 32 different flavors. In order to do this, she gets to the store early in the morning and starts to make each gelato flavor, one at a time in her gelato laboratory. The best sellers, she says, are nocciola (hazelnut), pistacchio (pistachio) and Nutella. She has a full range of fruit flavors like limone (lemon) , fragola (strawberry) and pera (pear), which is another of my personal favorites. Of course you’ll find vaniglia (vanilla), stracciatella (chocolate chip) and other fan favorites. She even makes some very different flavors, like liquirizia (liquorice). There is something for everyone (vegan flavors, too!) She even makes baked goods, like brioches and cakes. You can always call her ahead of time to order, especially if you want to make sure she has your favorite flavor. It’s easy to take home gelato in one of her vaschette ( styrofoam containers). If you’re like my family, we’ll eat a gelato there and take home a large vaschetta!
My take home vaschetta after visiting Anna! (Flavors: nocciola, pistacchio, pompelmo and limone)
The summer might be coming to an end, but there’s absolutely no wrong time to have gelato! Take the trip to ViAle Gelateria at 424 Sunrise Highway, Lynbrook, NY 11563. You can follow them on Facebook by clicking here and on Instagram here.
ViAle Gelateria
424 Sunrise Highway
Lynbrook, NY 11563
(516) 442-0094
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