Glutton for Wonderful

We are 10 days away from the Opening Ceremonies of the Mediterranean Games here in Pescara, Italy.

This little seaside town is doing its very best to put every last detail in place as they prepare to Welcome the over 5,000 Athletes and Officials, plus countless spectators to this quirky and ever so charming place nestled on the back of the knee of Italy, where the Mountains meet the Sea.

Quirky—because it is a port town that was bombed so badly in WW2, the architecture is just a Wonderfully odd mix of decades and styles from every Era. As they rebuilt after the war, the styles you see standing next to one another are like different spices in a spice rack, and are as varied as every plate of pasta available here. The variety gives this town a Dr. Seuss-like charm and feel. This region also finds itself rebuilding from the earthquake that two months ago that changed the look and feel of this part of Italy.

This is a place where I must go on record for saying I have had only one ‘so-so’ meal out of countless “Oh My Goodness this is the best food I have ever tasted!” meals. Now, that alone is pretty amazing, 2 months of the best food you’ll ever eat. (I am not exaggerating, even the Italians who are here from other cities have noticed the near perfection in every gastronomic wonder they order.) If you know any Italians you know what kind of Judge and Jury they are when it comes to food! Food is life!

I have been so busy with this show and getting my 1st book finished, and both are near completion! Thank Goodness: The show was 3 months in the making while the book was a tad longer—three years! Yeah, that is so like me wanting to Cosmic-multi-task and do many impossible things at once. I would say I am a Glutton-for-Wonderful, not punishment! My blogging (I must apologize) has taken a backseat to everything, which was my only sadness. I have missed our morning chats together. It is wonderfully refreshing to pen a letter (or blog) to the Universe before I begin my day—it has a personal satisfaction, one (I would imagine) gets if one were to head off to church and have a little chat with “you-know-who” every morning. It does fill me up with a certain amount of quiet confidence and Verve!

So I have vowed to BLOG ‘The 10 Wonderful things of Pescara’ (one each morning) as we count down these last 10 days. 10 being of course the FOOD, and it is only fitting that when you see the Opening Ceremony we Honor Food in a BIG BIG WAY. I won’t give away the magic just yet, but it will be a Feast for the eyes as well as the senses. With handmade generous amounts of Laughter, and Playfulness mixed in, a few cups of Cleverness, and seasoned perfectly with the 3 ingredients I find make the best dishes, the sweet-blood, salty-sweat, and joyful-tears of people coming together and making something out of nothing for Guests they have not yet met, but are eagerly awaiting.

Buon Appetito Pescara!

And Grazie for the extra 10 pounds I must find a way to lose when I get back home!