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The Dogs of Monza

I come from the suburbs of Ohio: Open yards, lawns that are separated only by a skinny, concrete slab of driveway, tricycles and dads in the yards tinkering on something to ‘keep the house running.’ It’s this beautiful concept of the American dream that we eagerly agreed to for the past 60 years. And while… Read more »

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“Prendi Pure Il Primo e Secondo…”

Italian Food. Sweet, delicious, decadent Italian food.  I think my friend put it best when, while having a discussion about all the types of food he exclaimed: “I’m Italian, we have the best food in the world! Why would I want to eat any other type of food?!” I could hardly argue with him there as the… Read more »

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Not All Things Go According to Plan, and That’s Ok

I’ve taken many, many trains since I’ve arrived in Italy. I’ve taken enough trains that I can honestly say I feel pretty confident at navigating the stations, despite the difficulties that can arise dealing with different languages, platform changes and crowds of equally confused people. Despite this, last weekend I missed my train. I spent… Read more »