The other morning I was startled when my father’s eyes peered into mine. He hadn’t made an appearance since my sighting of him in Belize. That day he arrived in a big old Chrysler – driving right up the beach – got out of the car and looked up at me sitting on the balcony staring at the sea. 730 more words
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Well, as August ends, Italians are returning to work from their vacations (vacanze). Most Italians do not travel outside the borders of their country. It may seem that has been happening more often with the poor economy, but honestly, it’s always been that way for most Italians. 1,219 more words
I read a lot of food blogs, both the recipe ones that inspire me to try something new, or simply trigger my drool reflex, and the real food / traditional food ones that inspire me to eat better, treat my body better, and make better, simpler choices for my family. 598 more words
I’ll be the first person to admit that when you live abroad it can be pretty difficult to be fair and avoid putting people into one large category. 1,507 more words