I can't tell you whether we got the cheese into the country, but we were happy the Customs guy didn't even ask to look at the bag that MIGHT have had the cheese in it, and we walked through to the good ol' USA without a problem.
Friday, December 14, 2007
It was the night before our departure for Rome and there were two things on our minds: 1. We’re going to sorely miss our Sant’Andrea family. The took such great care of us, and we shared many laughs. It was heartbreaking to know we wouldn’t be able to see them often. It seemed as if we [...]
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
As I mentioned, Nino hinted that he had the cheese but wouldn’t give it to us unless we came for lunch. We would have gone anyway, but getting our hands on the cheese was an added incentive. If he didn’t have it, he would at least bring us to the guy at the Soverato market [...]
Sunday, December 9, 2007
One thing about Italian drivers — they’re nuts. And if you abide by the rules, they think you’re nuts. We quickly learned in our 10-hour trip from Rome to Sant’Andrea to move out of the left lane if anyone was behind us, because no matter how fast we were going, they wanted to go faster. We were [...]
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I remember meeting Nino once or twice as a kid when he visited by grandparents’ house. They called him “Travolta” because he often boasted about his dancing skills. His hair was also usually combed in “Saturday Night Fever” style. That was a long time ago, and Uncle Bruno reminded me to nix any thought of calling [...]
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