Esquire – I was alongside my very large Italian family, on a journey to Ferentino, my grandpa’s hometown. It’s a small village west of Rome, overflowing with churches and hills and shutter doors and all the markings of an old world that you just hope will never disappear. I felt all the things you should feel from a well-planned Italian getaway: the deep history, the pride of its people, and how the food just tastes better.
