The Eastside View

A T SOME POINT EARLY in the nineteenth century a big German printing firm, finding itself with an absurdly huge inventory of typographical ...

Moon over the castle wall, Verona W HAT A CONTRAST A FEW MILES make, crossing Italy from Piemonte to the Veneto. We left from Vercello, a c...

Fried egg with truffle, Tuais Cardona di Alfiano Natto, Nov. 1— Rob was driving too fast, the sharp right was unforeseen (though clearly mar...

Piazza Castello at twilight Six point four miles today on foot: that ought to walk off some of the cheese, meat, pasta, wine, pizza, grappa,...

via Cenischia, Torino A T THE CENTER OF THE PHOTO, there, behind the doorway under that bright circle of light, is a restaurant we’ve alwa...

Outside our room, Ca’ Rossa, Bergamo Not that long ago, not a week ago in fact, a fellow I hadn’t met before looked at me appraisingly and s...

Bergamo, Oct. 26— A DAY IN A PELDOORN with our friends Hans and Anneke always involves bicycles; it can’t be helped, and to tell the truth...

Apeldoorn, Oct. 25 2006— H OW TO DECIDE where to go next? That’s the recurring question when traveling as we do, with broad goals but deta...

Veere MY MOTHER, WHO IN MANY WAYS I never really knew or understood, gave me among other things a copy of Desiderius Erasmus’s The Praise of...

Leaving Dublin Oss, Oct. 23 I AM A BIT OF A SLACKER , not really that much of one, for having waited so long to post a few words about this...

I WROTE ABOUT JORWERD here about a month ago, and I’ll write about that enchanting town again in a few days, when I’ve had time to catch m...

W E WERE DOWN AT F ILOLI last weekend, there to do the annual judging. Filoli Center, off Highway 280 down in Woodside, is many things — am...