Once upon a time in Texas, there was a girl with an appetite and a dream...
posted by Tracie P. at 8/31/2008 03:07:00 PM
Does leaving your former life to live in paradise really need much explanation? I had a dream to live in Italy. After four years of teaching and almost as many summers traveling, I knew that something had to be done. I needed to cook every day with that fresh, locally-grown produce. I needed to connect with people who made their own wine and bought their whole chickens with the feet still on. I wanted to live in a culture whose inherent passion for gastronomy was not born of pretense, but of the knowledge that what is so fundamental to life should also be ENJOYED. This, for me, is the definition of "la dolce vita Italiana." While it may not always be sweet, it is always Italian.
5 Comments:
Way back in '98, I had the whole experience as the picture windows blew out in the family beach house during Georges. Learned a lot about what fear does to logic, tho I hesitate to recommend it as a learning experience. Take good care.
8/31/2008 6:13 PM
tracie b I hope the storm weakens.
9/01/2008 7:05 AM
one can only hope & trust-- it's down to cat.2 already from cat.4 when it hit Cuba...some Labor Day...minchia!
9/01/2008 12:45 PM
Looks like rain heading your way. . . . stay safe!
Ciao
9/01/2008 8:28 PM
i hung out in college (UW Madison) with Adam Carter, Linda's spitting image nephew. Every time someone shouted "Wonder Woman", we took a shot. Real mature, I know.
10/14/2008 12:30 AM
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