The following humorous and slightly sad description by John Steinbeck of the brief life of a turkey in Positano needs no introduction. Enjoy! A number of writers have gone to Positano to do their work. Some of these are Americans and some are British. Nothing in the little town is designed to disturb your thoughts [...]
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John Steinbeck, part V.
General Clark and the Shoemaker
Just a couple of words before you read this delightful little piece: Shoemaking in Positano (and Capri) is still quite prevalent. The sandals, which continue to be custom formed to fit and sold relatively inexpensively on the alleyways of Positano, made the village famous in the 70’s, and it’s still worth a visit to see [...]
John Steinbeck, part III.
On Marquis Paolo Sersale
Paolo Sersale was the brother of my father-in-law Franco. Together with Aldo and Anna (and Franco as a silent partner), they transformed a house they had inherited from an uncle at the end of the war into Le Sirenuse, opening its doors in 1951. When John Steinbeck came, the hotel had been running for only [...]
John Steinbeck, part II. First impression of Positano 1953
The following is the second of six posts we’re presenting that draws upon an article Steinbeck published in Harper’s Bazaar in 1953. In this excerpt Steinbeck describes his first impressions of Positano. Upon reading his words, one might be a bit saddened to find that history has proven him wrong in some respects: the philosophical [...]
