Anyways, Peter and I spent a week at Tasha and Jason's watching their dogs while they took an anniversary trip to London and Paris. I took advantage of the free house and kitchen and I made soooo much food. I was really on a roll. The only thing is that I didn't really take any good pictures of the food. I do that every time. One night I made the Seitan Mushroom stroganoff in the Isa Does It book and then I made tacos. I taco-seasoned Light Life veggie crumbles and I made guacmole, salsa and the vegan sour cream from the Oh She Glows cookbook and oh my gosh it was so amazing. I made too much so I ate tacos for breakfast for the next three days. THEN I made a stir fry with veggies and tofu and udon noodles and it was so good. I used a wok(!). I need a wok, I can't believe I don't have one. The pictures don't make anything look appetizing, but I promise you everything was great!
The vegan sour cream was so great. Just 1 cup of cashews, 1/2 cup of water, two tablespoons of lemon juice, one tablespoon of ACV, one teaspoon of salt and blend. So good and light and refreshing. The first time I made it I used orange juice because I had no lemons and it was still pretty good! At one point I was just using it as dip for tortilla chips.
Now for the best part of the post! This weekend Peter took me to Ischia, and island by Capri on the coast of Naples. It was supposed to be a surprise but I'm a really good detective and I hate not knowing things so I found out. Soooooooo romantic.
Saturday morning we took the ferry from Naples where it was RAINING! It continued to rain off and on until we got to our hotel around 11:30. We stayed at the Park Hotel and Terme Romantica in Sant'Angelo which is the southernmost part of the island. Link here.
It's a hotel with a spa and thermal pools. I didn't utilize any of the spa facilities because the cheapest thing was a massage for 40 euro. But our room was really cute. It was set off from the other rooms. I called it our "little square". I'm pretty sure it was the only room standing by itself. We were pretty tired when we got there so we took what was supposed to be a two hour nap, but when we woke up five hours later, it wasn't raining anymore and it was beautiful.
Prosecco waiting for us in our room! |
Our room even had its own little gate |
We started with appetizers... like most meals do. We got bruschetta (obviously) for the first of probably five times this weekend. The tomatoes were huge and ripe and the portions were pretty large. Then we got an Antipasti plate which is basically just mixed appetizers. There were grilled eggplants and zucchini, both of which an employee was grilling all night. Various pickled vegetables, a fried zucchini flower stuffed with cheese (that was AMAZING...sorry) and potato croquette and more.
I'm a bruschetta snob now |
Antipasti before |
Antipasti after |
Also, their decor was really cute. It was rustic/typical Italian, but they had real tomatoes and garlic hanging on the walls and around the tables, I may or may not have made a vampire joke.
They also had this super trendy sign |
Then we took the bus back up to our hotel and passed out. We spoke to our concierge about renting a scooter (eeeeeeeeeeeeep) for the next two days. My family has a scooter, but it scares the crap out of me-- the way that they weave in and out of traffic and come out of nowhere. Peter knows how to drive one though. I was still scared.
When we woke up the next day, we were going to go to the Mortella gardens, but it wasn't super high on my list of priorities and I'd rather just go to the beach. I've been to Ischia several times before to go to the thermal spas. I always go to Negombo. It's a really nice place with thermal pools terraced up the side of the island and they have their own private beach. I've heard really great things about Poseidon so I thought that this would be a good time to try it out. They both have their pros and cons, the main con being price but I would say that visiting either Negombo or Poseidon is a must-do for anyone visiting Ischia. Nothing really beats going back and forth between the extremely hot pool and the ice cold pool. Apparently it's supposed to improve circulation.
We walked around for a bit and ended up eating at La Luna Rossa. When we walked in, every employee said "Buona sera" to us and it was really sweet. But after they took our orders everything went to hell. The tables next to us, even the people that got there twenty minutes after we did got their food and we didn't even get bread! It was really frustrating. Once I asked for bread I think the waiter realized that he dropped the ball and after that everything was great.
My phone died so we had no GPS on the way back. We were both sure that we knew the way but we didn't. We eventually stopped and asked some Italians who gave us the best directions ever. He just wrote down which signs to follow. It was a completely different way from the way that we came but it was a lot easier and it was a huge relief getting back. Side note: has anyone else noticed that all Italians have exactly the same handwriting?
Pretty sure this beach is Sant'Angelo |
When we woke up the next day, we had to check out, so we had to do something that we could bring all of our stuff to. I personally did not feel like I got enough sun so we decided to hit up the beach at Sant'Angelo. We ended up using the beach that our hotel had a discounted rate at-- Michaels and for twelve euro we got two chairs, and umbrella and the use of a paddle boat. I finally got my massage because I paid some Asian lady ten euro to massage me. She poured so much oil on me that I'm pretty sure I'm still oily but it was a quality massage and I'm glad I didn't drop 50 euro at our hotel for one. She even got my calves and my feet. Ooooo boy.
Peter got viciously attacked by the paddle boat when we jumped in and I immediately got back into the boat because no matter how clear the water is.... something could be down there.
this is my helmet |
Getting on that boat back to Naples was kind of sad because I had so much fun in Ischia. Just me and Peter and an island and absolutely no one and nothing to talk to or do or anything. Living an hour away from an island paradise is something that I'm going to miss when I go back to the states.
Ciao ciao!
x - Katelyn
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