Pandoro mon amour

by Lorenzo Piccoli

This period of the year I try to take some time off to draw a balance of the year that I am about to let go and try to figure out which kind of life stories I want to write in the months to come. So don’t be surprised if the blog becomes all too personal. After all I imagine – or I hope? – that those of my occasional readers who are more interested in my professional endeavor – what endeavor? – will be on vacation too. I take the chance to assure the least professional of my readers that I have been spectacularly good in following my 2014 resolutions: twelve of them came through, and at the moment it looks like two more (e.g. See Thomas. Get drunk with Thomas) will be accomplished within minutes to the end of the year.