What’s in a name….
Happy Name Day?
Yes! One more reason to be celebrated😊
Italians love a reason to gather and celebrate and celebrating your Onomastico is one more way they do so. Onomastico- In Italy this means “Name Day”. Your Onomastico day is celebrated just as your birthday would with well wishes from friends and family saying “Buon Onomastico! (Happy Name Day), a cake and sometimes even presents! But why? What is it about “Name Day” that gives such importance to the day that those surrounding you wish to celebrate it?
The celebration of ones Onomastico derives from Catholicism where there are many Holidays throughout the year that celebrate a particular Saint.
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Easter in Turin .... Traditions & Practices
Turin Italy is not only the birthplace of Baratti & Milano but also where our confections are still made today. This region is still home to many of the Royal House of Savoy homes & history (read our who, how and where blog about the House of Savoy here), the birthplace of Italian cinema, and also a WONDERFUL gem of a city rich with history and culture and a must visit on your next trip to Italy!
So what should you do and where should you go if you were to find yourself in Turin around the Easter season?
I myself have spent many Easters in Italy, but all were in the South, where I was born and raised. Our traditions in the South concentrated largely on the types of foods we ate rather than the more modern traditions of egg hunts and Easter bunnies such is the custom here in the U.S. However, as we find the different Italian dialects that span from North to South, so do Holiday traditions. To find out more about Easter in all of Italy and what to expect, read this article from the magazine More Time to Travel. Spoiler Alert; it mentions Baratti & Milano Easter Eggs! Follow me as we journey together through Turin to see what fun and historical traditions can be found in this magical city at Easter time.
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Italian New Year’s Eve Traditions
We all celebrate the Holidays differently within cultures and within our individual families. The ball drop, champagne and wearing sparkly sequenced outfits are just some of the good ole’ American ways we like to ring in the New Year. Personally I always fall asleep with my champagne glass half empty and get woken up at midnight by my husband who INSISTS on the importance of a New Year’s kiss. Funny, how sometimes even the most menial of traditions are important to those who believe in them, no matter how silly they may seem to some.
Traditions are important. They make us
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The food, sights and traditions of an Italian Christmas
December 8th marks the official beginning of the Christmas season for Italy coinciding with the Holiday of the Immaculate Conception, a Roman Catholic belief surrounding the conception of Jesus. The day is a public Holiday with most offices and schools closed and marks the commencement of the Holiday season in Italy and the day is spent mostly decorating for Christmas. Italy’s Holiday season lasts from December 8th to La Befana, January 6th.
Natale (Christmas in Italian), is celebrated on the same date as it is here in the U.S., on December 25th. While many of the traditions can be weaved in similarities to ours there are a few that stand out if you are celebrating in Italy or in the States with an Italian- American family. By now you’ve heard of the feast of the seven fishes
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What it's like to celebrate Father's Day, the Italian way.
n Italy Father’s day is celebrated on March 19th, in conjunction with St. Joseph’s Day, which is celebrated by Catholics around the world to honor the depicted father of Jesus Christ, Joseph. Joseph was a saint, a protector and a provider. Although life has since changed since the time of Joseph, children of all ages and all over the world will continue to look up to their papa’ to fill those same roles mentioned above.
Like all special occasions in Italy, Father’s Day typically revolves around a hearty lunch for dad and children will scream “Auguri Papa’” and
Chestnuts, the "seed" of traditions and memories
I still remember the first time I ever saw a chestnut within its prickly green home. I was around 7 and living in the south of Italy. By that time I of course had eaten my fair share of chestnuts, that were traditionally roasted after every Sunday meal at Nonna’s every Autumn. However the honor of going to pick chestnuts was not bestowed upon me until my father and grandfather thought I was old enough to go into the mountains with them and able to be aware of my surroundings especially on the lookout for the venomous green little snakes that were the topic of every mountain trip when it was time to gather the mushrooms or chestnuts.
I remember my little weaved brown basket and my dad and grandpa both taking out their heavy duty working gloves and thinking to myself,