Pronti

I woke up this morning with a migraine sitting above my eyes banging on cymbals like an angry little toy monkey.  I could blame last night’s slow slip negroni, which was enjoyed at open mic night at The Goose, but that really couldn’t be it even though the waiter was Scottish and the drink was …

Underwear

There are some things you do in a foreign language that require a tremendous amount of bravery.  While I have negotiated shades of hair dye with my stylist and emergency dental work in Italian, I’ve never been brave enough to buy underwear.  I kid you not; this marks a major milestone in my language development. …