why sports, travel & food?


For me and for many, life didn’t really start until college. High school was basically about learning how to survive.

When I shipped off to uni, I had not the faintest idea of what I wanted to do with my life. Somehow, seven years later, the same is basically true!

I had no idea that you could study sports management or media. Who knew that was even a major? It certainly did not fit the mold of a typical college major, so I went with it. I did not want to be ordinary. I wanted to be extraordinary. Yeah….I am still working on that.

Studying sports media allowed my obsession of baseball (New York Yankees) and American football (New York Jets) to seem relevant and justified. I had an excuse to write, read and talk about sports with people who actually cared.


I guess I lied a bit when I said life did not start until after high school. There is one exception to this rule. My senior year I was invited along with the French class for a trip to Paris/Normandy/Brussels, despite not knowing one word of French except oui.

Though my parents took my siblings and me all around America growing up, my memories were scattered as I was quite young to remember and appreciate these experiences. Going to France opened my eyes to an entire world I did not know existed. Europe.

Eventually in my third year at university I decided to study a semester in Viterbo, Italy. Bet you’ve never heard of it. Just two hours from Rome, I was able to experience the ancient ruins but also live in a quaint, historic town in the middle of nowhere.

The four months and five days I spent in Italy made up a lifetime of love, peacefulness, wonder and enchantment that will never be replicated and can never be replaced. I am stuck in that time and rarely live in the present. Upon leaving Italy, I knew in my heart that it was the place I wanted to end up forever.


Coming from an Italian-American family, food became a big part of the culture. In my house, if you didn’t eat fast, you didn’t eat at all!

Friends have always been impressed with my ability to consume indescribable amounts of food and still be a thin, healthy looking person!

From ice cream to pasta to mashed potatoes to seafood to cheesecake, you name it and I will eat it. Even just ate half a jar of peanut butter for breakfast.

If I am not eating, I am thinking about food. Some people eat to live….I live to eat. Food is a universal bond. Everyone must eat to survive, so why not embrace the opportunity and share the moments with each other?


My time in Italy allowed my obsession with food to grow. It also allowed my waistband to expand! In four months I gained 15lbs (1 stone, 7 kg).

Between the gelato, pizza, pasta, wine, limoncelo how could one not gain weight? But it didn’t matter to me that I was chunky because loved every minute of it and truly indulged for the first time in my life.

The semester after studying in Italy, my new professor overheard me boasting of how amazing the experience was. Sometimes having a big mouth and being loud IS beneficial.

That’s when he told me about an international sports management masters program, half in NY and half in London. Imagine the chance to combine two of your biggest passions?

I obviously jumped on the opportunity.

That brings me to now. I have finished the dual masters and have been living in London for over a year, working in the sports industry.

That brings me to my plan.

The ultimate goal:

Become an International Sports Stadium Food Critic.


~ by wanderlust1011 on June 10, 2012.

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