When one thinks of Italian food, several staples come to mind: spaghetti, lasagne, fettuccine alfredo, and, of course, tiramisu and espresso. This is a tale about all of these except spaghetti and lasagne. In the lead up to our Italy trip, my boss’s father, Philip, casually mentioned that we had to go to Alfredo alla … Continue reading Originally Alfredo
As I mentioned eons ago, last October I went to Italy. When we started researching and telling everyone about going to Italy, it seemed the one overall theme was thievery. Horror stories about people being pickpocketed and overcharged and taken advantage of at every turn started popping up everywhere and by everyone we told about … Continue reading Highway Robbery
It is always a bit surreal when a plan comes together. I’m not talking an impromptu meeting of friends for Friday Margarita Happy Hour. I’m talking about a big trip. Like one to Italy. At this very moment in just three short weeks, I will be at JFK airport, flashing my passport, handing over my … Continue reading Counting Down
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