Paolo Marchi on the terrace of the parking of Lido 84, the restaurant of Riccardo and Giancarlo Camanini in Gardone Riviera (Brescia)
Few people can understand my pleasure, and the strength I'm getting from the sudden Identità on the road, from one end of Italy to the other, a country once again hit by Covid and once again in distress. I'm proud of the commitment that all of us at Identità are putting in our new idea, which is also a challenge because everything is new and designed in a short amount of time.
Renato Bosco, Saporè in San Martino Buon Albergo (Verona)
One of the windows of Anthony Genovese's Pagliaccio in Rome
Sunset in Caiazzo on the 29th of October 2020; below, sunset in Caserta on the 30th, on the road between Franco Pepe and Francesco Martucci
I love this version of Identità on the road. It takes me back to twenty years ago, when I worked for Il Giornale and nobody would have imagined that in the new century internet and television would have heavily reduced the importance of the press, and changed the very way we follow sport events. For those who like me followed most of all football and skiing, work trips were a long-life elixir.
Arriving at night at Casadonna in Castel di Sangro (L'Aquila) on the 30th October
The Adriatic Sea and the beach in front of Madonnina del pescatore in Marzocca, Senigallia
Paolo Brunelli in Identità on the road
Iginio Ventura at Identità on the road, guest of Paolo Brunelli in Senigallia
Luca Abbadir and Moreno Cedroni in the Tunnel, the creative laboratory of Madonnina del pescatore
These travels, following Tomba or its equivalent, the cold outdoors, waiting for the rehearsals, the colleague who asked you for a lift and is really slow at writing and you wait though you're ready, those were moments that the editorial teams didn't know and so they didn't understand. And then it happened that some of them were assigned a more colourful piece, and with Tomba this was almost always the case. And what a discovery! They realised that it was much more than a one-hour race. And we, who were regulars in the snow circus, exchanged mocking smiles. Identità on the road has made those dormant memories alive once more.
Translated into English by Slawka G. Scarso
born in Milan in March 1955, at Il Giornale for 31 years dividing himself between sports and food, since 2004 he's the creator and curator of Identità Golose.