Modena

Tips and Articles in Modena

Surely you’ve played this game: Are you a hotel person, or an inn person? My answer has always been firm: I am not an inn person. The homey rooms, the cheerful “And what did you do today?” every time you come through the door, the enthusiastic sh...
Day One: Brussels to Frankfurt (340 miles) Before hitting the road, head to Place du Grand Sablon for a breakfast of—what else?—Belgian waffles. Angle for a table at Au Vieux Saint-Martin (38 Place du Grand Sablon; 32-2/512-6476; waffles for two...
At the rental-car return in Milan’s Malpensa airport, I take a last pensive sniff of our Fiat Panda. Someone should bottle the scent and call it Aroma Artigianale. The top notes are of roasted hazelnuts—the vaunted Piedmontese nocciole delle Langh...
Sipping spumante near the Romanesque duomo in Modena, my friend John and I watch a pack of grandmothers in crisp linen suits feed chunks of Parmesan to a frisky black cat. Each of their granddaughters -- none older than six -- clutches a cell phon...
As I drive my tiny rental car down a winding country road into Modena, the first thing I see is a giant spire puncturing the clouds. It is “Il Tridente,” a stylized steel trident that is the emblem of the Maserati motor company and to many serves ...