“I’m very sorry,” my teacher Sara replies when I share that I’m married to an Italian.
On (Not) Dating a Macho Mammone Italian Man
Casa Dolce Casa (aka We Told You Not to Move)
The gurgle of an air conditioner dying is a most terrible sound.
4 Ways to (Not) Move Out of Your Italian Parents’ Home
After all we've done for you, you ungrateful son-of-a-me.
7 Reasons You Might Be Sick, According to Nonna
“But it’s good for your cholesterol!” she protested before going on the stoop to smoke.
Being a Pacifist (or How Americans Can Avoid Getting Punched in the Face in Europe)
Despite my best efforts to avoid a fight on the first day of school, I have to flee a brawl.
Being a Newbie (or How to Learn Italian and Make Friends)
My husband has many talents (e.g. making risotto, doing mental math, assembling IKEA furniture), but teaching me his native tongue is not one of them.
Becoming Italian Part 5 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Permesso di Soggiorno Continued)
“What I did today and yesterday is not arrogant, it’s just proactive,” Renzo explains.
Being the Coddled Daughter (or How to Use Your Privilege in Italy)
I’m looking forward to the day when I don’t feel like a 10-year-old only daughter whose adoption papers were just finalized.
Using a Senior Subway Card (or How to Argue with Italian Transportation Authorities)
“Why did you let me come in then but not out?! Are you going to keep me here as a prisoner?” my father-in-law demands.
Becoming Italian Part 4 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Marriage Certificate Continued)
Remember the signora with the URGENTISSIMO sarcasm stamp? I was completely wrong about her.
