My name is Sara, I was born one morning in July of an unspecified number of years ago (let's say after man's landing on the moon and before John Travolta in a cream tuxedo showed the world the excitement of Brooklyn's night clubs), I grew up amidst the beautiful mountains of Cortina, and I've recently transplanted in California, San Francisco, just for fun, or for real.
As a child, depending on the day, the temperature and the mood, I wanted to be a knitter, a teacher, a nun (!!), a dancer (imitating my sister who was imitating Heather Parisi*), a puppeteer. As an adult, instead, I have yet to figure it out.
When you don't find me at farmers' markets, or stirring yet another jam, or else photographing an artichoke, I may be running in Golden Gate Park, at the movies for the latest Woody Allen film, or in warrior pose.
Below I've compiled a list of some of the things I like. A random list. For those of you who are curious to know me better, and for myself as well. Ready? Go!
Running 26.2, once more, once a year. Coffee, fresh water and Tartine's almond croissant, even if that was a long time ago. Designer jeans, leather jackets and cowboy boots. No, I am really crazy for cowboy boots. And even for black stretchy pants. Yoga, a cat named Charlie Scooter, Woody Allen and the Cohen Brothers. Independent movies and the occasional Hollywood hit. Almodovar, Javier Bardem, Jim Jarmusch and Mark Zuckerberg. Kitchen tools, photos by Katie Quinn Davies and Chris Court, recipe books, all home-made fermented stuff, Radio Deejay and wine, red wine. Running, alone, loud music and sometime tears. My Cortina in the Alps, Venice any time of the year, and Florence. And Paris. Falling snow, pink sunsets in the Dolomites, happy hour spritz (Aperol with olive for me, thanks). The quest for the perfect pizza dough. Homemade potato gnocchi. Summer, the beach, focaccia wrapped in day old newspaper, Saffo and the Greek lyrics. Niccolò Ammaniti, Calvin & Hobbes, my
*Heather Parisi is a fairly well known show-girl, extremely popular on Italian TV during the 80s.