Sunday evening Nicole and I came home bearing gifts, and we were welcomed back with open arms by our family for Sunday dinner. A good way to finish a trip and not feel such an abrupt shock of reality. Now we're struggling to readjust to work and waking up to an alarm, but the good vibes and memories of a trip magnificently spent endure. I will surely be writing all about it in the coming weeks.
Right now some things that come to mind; sunny, bustling Rome, beautiful, idyllic Tuscany, driving through nary a straight road in the countryside, timeless and vibrant Venice, exceptional tomatoes and other produce, the mozz, the mozz! Our cheese just is not the same product that their mozzarella is, no matter how fresh we think it is! I will be on a quest to see if anything comparable can be found this side of the Atlantic. And I've been to Obika in New York, which doesn't even quite cut it.
Did I mention we're married? So weird! (In a good way)
A presto
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