What a coincidence…I was coming back from an appointment yesterday, writing this post, when I saw that Michelle from Bleeding Espresso talked about this, too. Back in July, I had a little operation done on a part of the body not mentioned on sites that don’t begin with XXX. It wasn’t serious but I didn’t…
Drama at La Scala Opera House: Big boys don’t cry
I’ve decided to try and blog every day from Dec. 11 – 22, which is the exact length of the Menu for Hope fundraiser. My prize code is EU15. Here’s five other cool prizes for the Menu for Hope today: A Kitchenaid Mixer from Megnut A photo studio box from Kalyn’s Kitchen Autographed books by…
Lunedi Lists: Firsts that Count as Rites of Passage
It’s Monday and that’s lunedi‘ in Italian so that means it’s Lunedi’ Listday! 10 Firsts that Count as Rites of Passage when Living in Italy In no particular order. Have one to add? The First Caffettiera, coffee maker, you leave unattended too long as it later explodes onto a brown-splattered stovetop and surrounding area. The…
The Magic of the Marocchino
I was never addicted to coffee, until I moved to Italy and met the marocchino, an espresso with foamed milk and cacao in a little glass cup. I still remember my mother saying, “I didn’t get addicted to coffee until I was 26.” It rang like a “You’ll shoot your eye out” threat in my…
Celebrating a Birthday in Italy vs. in America
So a few years ago, I was born today. But enough about that. I thought I would take the opportunity to compare and contrast the birthday scene here in Italy vs. mine at home. Please add anything for your particular country or scene where you live! Celebrating with friends (U.S.): Usually one or two of…
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