Even though Chef Boy O.V’s video ‘Eat Like a Fat Kid‘ is my life anthem, I will resist the urge to become a food blogger. All I will say is, I cooked and ate cow brain this week. ‘Cause I want to be that creepy psychologist when I grow up.
I’m nearing the three month mark and have begun missing the States. I don’t know if it helps, but I’ve been watching movies and listening to music that remind me of home. I miss the variety of cultures – the difference between Texas and Chicago and Montana and Florida. I think I’m learning an appreciation of my home that I wouldn’t have developed without being away for so long. Italy will always have a special place in my heart, but nothing like my home.
Again, I spent the weekend in Florence where I had the most serendipitous meeting of an old friend. We went to the second best club in all of Florence, Yab, and danced the night away. I’d never seen a German dance before, but I’m now convinced that that was the most German thing I’ve ever seen happen. A lot of stomping was involved.
My exploration of Italy continues. For Easter, or Pasqua, I’m looking to visit Torino and Milano again. The week after I might visit the Puglia region, located in the “heel” of Italy. I currently live in the Umbrian region, famous for chocolate, forests, and truffle hunting. To continued searching and adventures, we raise our glasses. Until next week, Lila.