I am back from my recent adventure, and I am overwhelmed by the quantity of material that warrants this blog’s attention and your comments. Take, for example, Tony.
Please allow me to introduce you to someone very special. She is but a concept, yet at the same time very very real. She is the true heart of Italy. And she is the thorn in my side.
The super stealth detective skills of yours truly, put to the test in the ultimate question: “did my Italian man cheat on me?”
What do you think – unfairly perpetuating Italian stereotypes or cleverly playing on what some view as Italy’s charm?
