Learning a language and delving deep into the exploration of another culture is one of the most important things any…
Za’crilege!*
Yes, it’s true, and I’m not afraid to admit it: I love pineapple on my pizza. In fact, the greatest…
La Vecchia at Midway
In North America at least, it seems that one of the stereotypes of Italy as a whole is that they…
Vignette Italiane
Some wayward recollections that come to mind while I while away in limbo: Pena un scudo e perdita de panni…
The Story So Far
Is it some kind of portent that my Italian lesson today had me learning about city life and community action,…
Heavy Metal Hamburgers
For some reason, the first week I ever visited Brescia, three years ago now, I really wanted a hamburger. We…
Lost in Translation
I often wonder what I sound like to Italians when I stumble my way through their language. Very rarely when…
Ai Ronchi Interlude
“DAICAZZOFIGLIODIPUTTANASTRONZOTESTADICAZZOPEZZODIMERDANONFAIUNCAZZOPERCHENOCAPISCIDICAZZONONSERVIAUNASEGANONMENEFREGAUNCAZZOMINCHIAFIGADILEGNO” — a very angry couple Nestled in the quiet foothills of the Alps, just outside the ancient city centre…
Paolo in Perugia
In Arrivo Ascendente Meaning, that after we left the train station, we walked up. Like, up up. With our bags.…
Andiamo ad Assisi
In a sense, I’m thankful that I’m still not able to sleep through the night. It’s 5:30AM and our alarm…
A Nix in Brixia 