For me nostalgia represents that exquisite and delicate combination of happiness and sadness, where memories are evoked by a smell or a postcard or a dream.

The secret really is that every antique dealer that has ever lived was just a romantic hoarder with a shopping addiction. 

It’s in the “scarpetta” the act of mopping up every last drop of tomato juice, oil and salad dressing with a crusty piece of bread.