The Opera performance of an Italian music teacher brought Angie to Italy. “Weren’t you going to Paris?” her mother asked in shock. “No, mom. I’m going to Rome,” she said. Little did she know that before long, Milan would also appear in the score. Not only as the place where she’d continue to play the double bass at the Teatro alla Scala
but also where she would awaken other senses. This time, at the table.
The pandemic brought her a lot of spare time along with its uncertainty and concerns. The volatility of the music industry and the absence of a fixed contract were balanced by the peace and calm recipes that cooking gave her. All of it topped off with the sound of jazz (her favourite, Chet Baker).
She escaped the madness of the empty hours to find herself in the kitchen. She doesn’t call herself a blogger and hesitates to show off her talent (which she obviously has), but she confirms the ease with which she plays with ingredients, flavours, and dishes to explain this new chapter of her life. “It’s a matter of instinct”, she says.
She used to call herself anti-tech, but eventually found Instagram in confinement. The scroll increasingly fuelled her desire to create and her passion for photography. Thus Gnammy Stories
was born, her blog, where the dishes of the world meet.