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Queens Taste 2012

Report from Queens Taste 2012!

IAWA Welcomes Award-winning poet Ken DiMaggio and Emmy-Award winning producer Paul La Rosa on Saturday, May 12, 2012

The Italian American Writers Association (IAWA) presents Ken DiMaggio, a poet, short-story writer and scholar and Paul LaRosa, an Emmy-Award winning CBS News producer who will...

America Loves Monti—and just maybe, so does Italy

A subtle and sober intellectual economist in a discreet blue suit, the new "emergency premier" marks a departure from the recent Italian past. For one, he is hailed and respected...

Holidays

Honoring Italian emigrations after 150 years

Italian emigration to the U.S. was fairly limited until 1870 and unification of Italy, but by 1900 the figure had risen to over 400,000, and in the decade after 1900 over...

Craftsmanship Documented

Italian Americans at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

“DireNapoli.” The visit of Cardinal Crescenzio Sepe to New York to tell the world about his city’s pains and hopes.

This January the Cardinal of Naples Crescenzio Sepe will be in New York, where he will meet the Italian and Italian-American community, personalities of the cultural and artistic...

Andrew Cuomo: Coffee, Tea, or Cappuccino?

Given the unfortunate hot breakfast drink metaphors "Tea Party" and "Coffee Party" that have been brewed to simplify the already simple-minded partisan political debate in...

Blame it on Columbus

This year's reflection on the Columbus Day Parade in New York City has become much more problematic as at least one of the Italian American characters who was proudly marching in...

Why The Stage Name, Tony Denison?

Tony Denison, born Anthony John Sarrero, speaks candidly about his Italian heritage, his mom's sage advice about the neighborhood gangsters and how he became, "Tony Denison."

A Sud del Ponte si ferma il tempo.

Domenica mattina c’era il sole, l’aria fredda tersa e quella bella luce limpida. Avevo una matta voglia di bici e di New York. Di quella Mela intima, solo mia, quella che...

Note di un Runner. Parte Seconda.

Le seconde istantanee del mio aggirarmi rapito nei meandri di Nuiorc. E l'estate incalzava.