WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO BEGIN?
Four ways into Foodie Goes Travel.
A landscape shaped by water
A hotel shaped from within
A restaurant where one becomes many
A life between Umbria and Asia
What a Bottle Leaves Out
Before sunrise beside the Tiber, ten friends helped Claudia Rizza harvest the grapes for Terramante's first proper white wine. What followed revealed the labour, uncertainty, friendship and imagination that a finished bottle rarely shows.
When Sicily Takes the Lead
Over seven days in eastern Sicily, the island repeatedly rewrote our plans. From abandoned tuna factories and fishing villages to orange orchards, Baroque towns and the slopes of Mount Etna, the most memorable experiences weren’t the ones we expected - they were the ones Sicily quietly placed in our path.
When the Duomo Became a Concert Hall
Every summer, Piazza del Duomo in Spoleto quietly transforms into one of Italy’s most remarkable open-air concert venues. During the closing evening of Festival dei Due Mondi, I discovered that the most memorable performance wasn’t only the orchestra - it was also the changing light, the ancient cathedral and the art of noticing.
A Summer Lasagna
Living in Italy has taught me that familiar recipes often change with the seasons. This fresh summer lasagna swaps ragù and béchamel for white bean cream, basil pesto and ripe tomatoes - a light, no-bake dish that celebrates the rhythm of summer.
My Third Summer in Umbria
Three years after moving to Italy, June feels less like a season and more like a way of life. Long days, ripening fruits, lingering lunches and familiar routines reveal an Umbria that guidebooks rarely describe.
Waiting for Tomatoes
Every summer, I find myself photographing tomatoes again - in gardens, markets, restaurants and kitchens across different places and seasons. Somewhere along the way, I realised I was not really documenting tomatoes, but the quiet role they play in daily life, memory and the way we eat.
Seeing Someone Twice
At the Far East Film Festival in Udine, a Singaporean film, an aperitivo at sunset and a conversation with friends became reflections on memory, migration and human connection.
The Joy of Aperitivo
Aperitivo became one of my favourite rituals after moving to Italy - not because of the drinks themselves, but because of the feeling surrounding them. A relaxed moment of good company, small bites and evenings unfolding slowly.