Lake Como Quotes (2 quotes)
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Sign in with Facebook Sign in options. Join Goodreads. Quotes tagged as "lake-como" Showing of 2. You are lucky to have both right here. Kataryna's response to Luca. They make fragrant, full-flavored stocks from the bones and bodies of perch and chub. They cure whitefish eggs in salt, creating a sort of freshwater bottarga , ready to be grated over pasta and rice.
Right, George Clooney, who owns a villa on Lake Como, enjoying a stroll in the lakeside town of Argegno. Shortly after losing his prime-ministership in the July elections, Winston Churchill, stunned by the defeat and feeling a strain in his home life, left for an extended painting holiday on the shores of Lake Como. As summer waned, he flew to Italy with his entourage—his wife, daughter, physician, valet, secretary, and detective—in a Dakota belonging to Field Marshal Harold Alexander, the first Earl Alexander of Tunis. That first morning, surrounded by local children, he sat quietly staring out at the lake and painting. Nearly five months earlier, on April 28, , Benito Mussolini, the Italian Fascist, had died in Mezzegra, a tiny village 20 miles along the lake from the Villa Le Rose. The exact details of his death are not known, though it is widely thought that he and his mistress, Clara Petacci, were murdered by Italian partisans. The bodies were later hung on meat hooks in a square in Milan.
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During its time as the centre of the Roman Empire, Rome attracted people from the corners of the empire which stretched through modern day Europe, North Africa, and the Middle East. Later, religious pilgrims made the journey to visit the home of the Catholic Church. During the 17th-century, aristocratic tourists began to discover the appeal of the country beyond Rome, undertaking the popular Grand Tour to learn more about Italian culture. And today the peninsula remains the world's fifth most visited country by tourists. The following quotes, from Italian natives as well as those who have visited over the centuries, are sure to awaken your wanderlust. So terribly physically all over one another. They pour themselves one over the other like so much melted butter over parsnips.