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Fernando first sees Marlena across the Piazza San Marco and falls in love from afar. When he sees her again in a Venice caf#65533; a year later, he knows it is fate. He knows little English; she, a divorced American chef traveling through Italy, speaks only food-based Italian. Marlena thought she was done with romantic love, incapable of intimacy. Yet within months of their first meeting, she has quit her job, sold her house in St. Louis, kissed her two grown sons good-bye, and moved to Venice to marry "the stranger," as she calls Fernando. This deliciously satisfying memoir is filled with the foods and flavors of Italy and peppered with culinary observations and recipes. But the main course here is an enchanting true story about a woman who falls in love with both a man and a city, and finally finds the home she didn't even know she was missing.… (more)
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On the surface, the story is a about a woman who falls in love and moves to Venice to get married. And if you were to skim quickly through this book, you would lose the chance to learn. For yes, there are lessons to learn through our heroine, Marlena's journey to love. She loves the man and in that love, she also trusts her heart, and she opens herself without reserve to experiences that present themselves to her, and truly adapting to the Venetian culture. Where her fiance retreats into his mental man-cave and looks around with "dead-bird eyes", she has the patience and self-confidence to let him weed out his angst on his own, trusting that he will open up to her when he is ready.
Her journey is lovely as it is inspirational as it is sometimes humorous. What it is, most of all, though, is hopeful.
It doesn't always go smoothly as they get to know one another and she gets to grips with the Italian culture which is very different from the American. The book tells the story of her bumpy introduction to living in Venice, how she makes a life for herself with this man who she calls the Stranger for most of the book while they learn about each other. It's romantic but not overly sentimental and you really get a feel for what Venice is like, beneath the tourist trappings.
July 2013
She resisted for several days, but he kept finding her. And when she returned to St Louis, there he was two days later - come across the ocean to insist she return with him to Venice. He was “tired of waiting” for his life to begin, for joy and love to come to him.
This is a delicious memoir of a love that surprised these two middle-aged people – a Venetian banker and an American journalist (and chef). I am smiling thinking about it. I kept reading passages aloud to anyone who would listen (and even a few who didn’t want to listen). De Blasi is not only in love with Fernando (“the stranger”), she is in love with Venice. No, she is in love with life, and she imbues her writing with that love. Is it all smooth sailing? Of course not. He lives, and prefers, a Spartan life – simple, small meals, a functional but uninspired and colorless apartment. She is vibrant, wearing “too-red” lipstick, and wanting to surround herself in rich fabrics and deep colors. And, she is a chef – she loves to cook large elaborate meals, to nurture people. Oh, and she isn’t fluent in Italian, much less the Venetian dialect, and he doesn’t speak English. And yet … She held tight to her friend’s advice: “Take it in your hands and hold tight to this love. If it comes, it comes only once.”
Read this. And enjoy life!
Turns out this one is all about the romance. How she met her husband on a trip to Venice and had sold everything back home and married him within the year. This might seem implausible to a lot of readers, but as I met MT, sold everything and moved to AU within 10 months, I'm not one of those people. Our beginnings, however, weren't nearly as romantic; I suspect the setting had a lot to do with that. Exotic (for me, anyway), but definitely not Venice-Italy-romantic. (This might sound like a wistful complaint; it's not - I do not have a romantic bone in my body.)
So, generally, I did not enjoy this one as much. I mean, I enjoyed the Venice bits, of course, but reading about her romance and her struggles to fit in to an entirely new culture, while getting to know her new husband were, even though they felt very realistic, not really my cuppa.
Reading this did leave me with a very strong hankering for pasta though. Three guesses what we had for dinner. ;)