EAT DRIVE REPEAT
Everyone starts with Tuscany. And honestly, it’s lovely. But when I traveled to Emilia Romagna, something shifted. This wasn’t postcard Italy—it was deeper, richer, more surprising. There’s a rhythm here that’s slower but sharper. It’s not trying to impress. It just does. I didn’t come here for crowds or photo ops. I came for legacy. And what I found was a place where food, history, and horsepower all share the spotlight. Eat Drive Repeat wasn’t the plan—it became the motto. The meals stuck with me. The people left an impression. And the cars? They roared. If you’ve been to Italy once, this is where you go next. Trust me, you’ll never look at prosciutto—or a racetrack—the same way again.