Often etymology helps: eclectic, says the dictionary, is a compound of the Greek “ek”, out, and “legein”, to choose. The eclectic, in short, does not settle for a single possibility but chooses among multiple options, all of which intrigue him and that he can orchestrate without dissonance.
He is, for example, a writer, radio host, editor of editorial events. There is, of course, the famous red thread that connects these seemingly different paths: the passion for illuminating the less frequented corners, for not settling for the most obvious answers, and for always being surprised by knowledge.
The secret is to carefully balance the different ingredients, like in a well-made cocktail. Shaken, not stirred, you decide.
Saturday at 9:30 AM breakfast. Coffee, tea, all the good things needed to start the day right: cookies made with organic flours baked in a wood-fired oven, yogurt and local cheeses, fruit jams from the garden, and whatever the awakening and the season inspire (for example, chiffon).
At 12.30 PM light lunch, greetings, and toasts. In between, chatter, questions, great ideas. As much as you want.
