Even the sparkling water manufacturers are getting hip. Pellegrino water on a table looks so much more stylish draped in Missoni knits, don't you think? Quite fashionably frizzante, I'd say.
So "Il Professore" and I dressed up again for our transatlantic flight and the lady at the check-in counter conveniently overlooked 3 HUGE suitcases of extra overweight baggage.
Chuck, however, did not overlook the opportunity to draw sleeping passengers and not so sleep-inducing young ladies (remember the formula from the last blog post: "Old + Italian= not necessarily good. The corollary: Young + Italian+ female = consistently GREAT). They are trained to walk in stiletto heels on those absurd cubes of lava that we call cobblestones and they call "ciottoli." Sounds like chocolate gelato to me. Everything reminds me of gelato in some way or another.
I'm sure there is a GA program in America. We'll be attending meetings regularly when we return. If you don't hear from us in a while, it's because we are in serious withdrawal from five weeks of pasta, friendly people, two hour lunches, walks after dinner, afternoon naps, everything at its peak of ripeness and all the time needed to completely concentrate on art and enjoying life. Will do our best to recreate it here. But will need help from friends. So stay in touch and come to our rescue whenever the mood strikes.
Everything at its peak of ripeness--even you two. How marvelous you both are. Please know that we are more than willing to be the friends offering that kind of help. In fact, Don just got back from a long bike ride with Bill and they are both about to take a post prandial nap [in their separate beds in our neighboring houses] while Megan and I go to the movies. Could we entice you to join us, Tina? The guys are planning to fix dinner for us. The mood seems to be striking...come dine with us and be our loves? Would Chuck like to join in on the culinary male bonding event? Please send a carrier pigeon with your response.
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