I just love, love, love everything Italian: Italian history, the language, music, art, archeology, and of course: clothing, shoes, purses and accessories. But most especially~ I just love, love, love the men. They are so handsome and charming that even if they insulted you, saying in Italian, “You’re fat, ugly and your breath smells like onions!” you’d swoon as you looked into the dark eyes of the charismatic man of the Mediterranean whose romance language made you feel drop dead gorgeous!
So, if you say Italy, what do I think of first? MEN!
Okay…then what’s the second thing?
If you say pasta~ I say without hesitation-Al Dente. Just the thought of it gives me indigestion! Even though I love, love, love everything Italian, indigestion is not one of them. To the tooth does not translate well to the stomach. What’s their hurry to serve hard Spaghetti a la Bolognese? I’m dining al fresco-not al dente!
After years of eating to the tooth, they must have developed a world-class digestive system…after all, they date back to the Etruscans.
Antacid, anyone?
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