Dining at Amici Miei

Some people eat to live, even to survive. I would say I basically live to eat – seriously, eating is probably one of my biggest passions. Quite frankly, this might also explain my love for cooking and baking so much. In general, almost everything that has to do with the kitchen – I love. In my last post I told you I would show you the photos of the amazing dinner we had in Peschiera del Garda (Italy). Well, here they are – and looking at them makes me want to return as soon as possible.

Amici Miei (the restaurant) is one of those small restaurants up on the hill, away from all the tourists. Further away from tourist attractions often, and surely in this case, means amazing food at a fair price level. I could have bathed in the rosé, eat this tartar on a daily basis and have the steak on a regular. The portions were insanely large – the pasta was supposedly only a side dish! Cooking for myself, this would be a whole meal for me. Then again, I am aware of the fact that in Italy, pizza and pasta is really only seen as a side dish for most people. The amount of pasta they can eat seems impossible to me every time I visit this beautiful country. Of course I did not eat all of the below by myself – I would be rolling around by now! – but I had dinner with my father, whom I did the road trip with. Next to everything making my mouth water only thinking about it, the food was so well presented that it looked amazing simultaneously (surely gave me some inspiration for my next meals!)! For all those wanting to visit Peschiera del Garda, I can absolutely recommend this amazing little place! Have any of you been there before?

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Peschiera del Garda

If there is one thing I never want to give up, it’s travelling to places I’ve never been too. Last weekend my father and I decided to do a roadtrip with the motorcycle, with no definite destination ahead of us. We knew we would start in Zurich, drive towards Innsbruck (Austria), head down to Italy towards the coast and eventually drive back up again- and so we did. After driving over the boarder down to Italy, going over the alps, the landscape got more beautiful with every kilometer we passed. Passing a little town up somewhere in the mountains, out of nowhere we saw an outlet for traditional German clothing. I immediately knew, that if they had a Dirndl (traditional dress you basically need for the Oktoberfest), I had to have one. Guess what? I got one – but that is another story, another post and another time I will report upon that.

Towards the evening we decided to head down to Peschiera del Garda. Now let me tell you – I completely fell in love! This little town all the way down at the south of the lake made me feel like I was in vacation, better yet: in heaven. It felt like I had left all pressure, all worries (not that I have many), all bad thoughts and all stress behind me. I was suddenly fully relaxed and it felt like I had needed it in forever. I was love-struck, to say at the least.

Peschiera del Garda is a relatively small town. We arrived in the evening just when the sun went down and all streetlights were turned on. It was a beautiful view, one that I am missing right this second whilst writing and thinking back to the weekend. Oh, how much I would do to be there again. That evening we also had the most delicious food, ever! You cannot imagine how much meat I ate, what an amazing Rosé I had, what a great experience it was and how little we spent on it. It was a recommendation by the hotel and it was worth every penny we spent. He had told us the place as if it was a secret and it surely was magical. The food was breathtakingly amazing. I will definitely post all about the food next time – trust me, the pictures are making me hungry the minute I looked over them.

You see that little bag further down on the photo? That little piece of paper with the words Gucci on them made me SO happy! I instantly felt like a child being fed with candy. Oh, I am so easily satisfied, it is almost embarrassing. But I did, I got a little something (I’m sure you can all guess what) and had to grin all night. Ever since I bought this beauty, I have been wearing it every single day.

Later that night we decided to up the hill and found an amazing bar that was placed outside. They had great background music on and I can tell you the glasses they served were HUGE. Huge is probably not even the right word, compared to what I am used to from Zurich, they were enormous – one glass surely made me happy and satisfied. Writing to you about the trip makes me almost sad now – I really wish I could go back! – and simultaneously so happy – I feel so blessed I was able to experience that little amazing town. I surely, definitely, to a hundred percent, will go back. The atmosphere was magical, the lake view breath taking, the weather amazing (we had around 29C at midnight) and the Gelato (oh, how I love ice-cream) was to bathe in.

Thinking back, I cannot wait for my next vacation! Until then, I wish you all a great continuing week – hey, it’s almost weekend!

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YSL; the famous garden in Marrakesh

You might have already seen my last post about Marrakesh – the colors, culture and photos I cannot get enough of. Here is to another one – a great memory and some great colors that I will always keep in mind and carry with me in the future. During our vacation in Marrakesh I had to visit the, probably, most famous garden at Rue YVES SAINT LAURENT. Not only was he one of the most inspirational and creative minds on earth, regarding the making and presenting of fashion and women, but also did he have a great taste regarding living and stlye.

The colors in the garden, in combination with the almost wild-growing nature, found in the middle of Marrakesh, left me breathless. The blues, yellows and oranges all over in combination with the fresh greens of the plants was so vivid and relaxing simultaneously.

Truth be told, for the summer and those hot days, it’s a real fashion inspiration. Suddenly, I wanted to wear only bright colors. What I ended up wearing? Mostly black. I admit, I love the non-defined colored, black, and own most of my pieces in exactly that tone.

Have you been to Marrakesh, what places did you visit? It surely was not my last time, I’ve fallen partly in love with this place and cannot wait to travel more!

 

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Diving into Marrakesh; part I

I’ve been wanting to go on vacation for so long, especially to Marrakesh. Its an amazing city, which has so much to offer. This little dream of mine finally came true right around Easter. At the beginning of the year my father surprised us with the idea of having a family-vacation again (we haven’t, for quite a while). My mother and I have been talking about Marrakesh uncountable times before, so it was we quickly chose on this city as our destination.

What I found was not just a city, but an entire new world. The people are so amazing, its incredible. They are kind, helping, sharing and caring – those that have less than most of us do, give more than most of what we would give, always with a smile. Marrakesh seems to be one big happy-place, as such.

We stayed at a great hotel for one week, the Kenzi Menara Palace, a little outside of the center though still close enough to walk within 20 minutes. It gave the perfect balance: going into the never-empty city to explore and sight-see as well as back to the hotel to put our feet up and stay at the pool all day. I took immensely many pictures – too many, to put them all up here. Since all the moving to Zurich came right after my family vacation, I barely had time to even look at the photographs. Now I was able too and immediately thought of sharing some of my impressions with you.

When thinking of Marrakesh, prior to visiting my first time, I kept on thinking of bright colors, the culture, textiles, camels, sun-kissed-skin and most of all: tiles. I was always eager to going to Marrakesh to take pictures of the amazing architecture, the art as such and all the different tiles. I think I photographed more tiles than anything else. Looking back at the pictures, I noticed two other characteristics: For one, I barely have any photos of myself. That’s the thing, what always happens to me. Being behind the camera leaves me with absolutely no pictures of me. If I’m lucky I might find a picture on my family’s iPhone – or I take some of those selfies, which almost always instantly go onto Instagram. The second thing I noticed, were the doors (yes, you read that right!). The arch-like doors in almost every house and room made me want to change all my doors back at my little place. In fact, I wish I had a bathroom made with Moroccan tiles, arch-like doors and those amazing oil-lamps hanging from the ceiling. I did, of course, buy some souvenirs, though you cannot compare being in a city and trying to take it home. Sadly, it simply does not work. Its not just the art and architecture that made the experience unforgettable, it was the kind people around us, the weather, temperatures, smells of the amazing dishes and mint teas, the pool right at the hotel, the sight-seeing trips, the smell of roses in the air and simply the free-time we had. In the end, it was a holiday and is just not comparable to my daily living.

I am oh-so thankful for having had this experience and seeing all the lovely places with my family. Marrakesh is a city I will never forget and surely visit again in the future. In general, there are so many wonderful places out there and so many worlds to discover I cannot wait to travel the next time. For now though, I am happy to share some of my impressions with you.

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