For those who didn’t catch the announcement over the past two weeks, in celebration of its one year anniversary this August, The Modern Jetsetter will be going in a different editorial direction as this platform expands over the next several months.

As this website has grown and the The Modern Jetsetter journey unfolded across the world, it became clear that my heart beat particularly wild for two destinations in particular: Italy and New York City. These are the two destinations (and the vastness of their beautiful lifestyles, cuisines and cultures) that I’ll be devoting to The Modern Jetsetter. Over the next several months, this website will grow beyond a blog and into a bigger editorial platform on the culture of these two amazing destinations and the art of celebrating the unique, sexy and irresistible lifestyles of both. Of course, global adventures will always be on the itinerary as well.

Many early Saturday mornings here in Brooklyn are spent indulging in my usual Italian breakfast. This is what many of you call a cheat meal, only I choose to make heavenly brioche, espresso and various Italian pastries a nearly every day thing (you see, that’s why pavements and treadmills exist, so you can run your way to more Italian food).

For those who don’t know, an Italian breakfast is quite the departure from what New Yorkers and Americans are used to. No lush bagels from a corner deli or the beloved westernized trifecta of pancakes, eggs and bacon. That culinary array is only available in tourist manufactured menus in the big Italian cities (which, per favore, avoid).

Italians are all about eating their array of luscious sweets in the morning combined with an espresso or frothy cappuccino (bonus points if there is cocoa powder dusted atop). My go-to Italian breakfast when I’m in Italy is a cornetto con marmellata o crema with an espresso or cappuccino.

Quick fact: Cornetto and Brioche are essentially the same Italian pastry – what it is called varies depending on which region in Italy you find yourself. Northern Italy and a few southern regions are fiercely devoted to the term brioche. Throughout the majority of Italy, you’ll find it called a cornetto. These are often filled with custard, jam or chocolate – and sweet wonderful heaven, they are molto deliziosa.

Very few things in this world make my happiness endorphins spike like my morning cappuccino or a cornetto alla crema (a distant Italian relative of the croissant filled with a just-sweet-enough custard).  I’m currently scoping out the best bakeries in Brooklyn and New York City – which thankfully, there is absolutely no shortage of. Martha’s Bakery in Williamsburg has a beautiful Napoleon-style cake (albeit: french) with a purely Italian custard twist, which I can’t help but devour on a weekly basis.

As a modern jetsetter, it’s important to take the culinary traditions your taste buds swoon over abroad right into your own back yard — even if it’s a tiny one in the smack dab middle of New York City.