A week before moving back to the States from Italy, I met the only other Jew of Brindisi at a party. I’d lived there for two years, and just before I left, I found someone with whom I could have celebrated the holidays! Her name was Syd, and she was an American expat who had…

Ever since visiting the fascinating Italian town of Matera, I’ve wanted a bread stamp. Yes, I’m mad about bread, but I’m also quite keen on the history of this particular pastoral art in this region of Italy. The oldest part of Matera is built out of caves (sassi) where centuries of families lived along with…