Stranger Danger Isn’t Real at Dinnertime: Milan Airbnb Experience

Pasta making machine with hand holding noodles

I don't enjoy cooking but I do like homemade Italian food and interesting dinner companions.

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4 Ways to (Not) Move Out of Your Italian Parents’ Home

Wiener dog popping out of cardboard box

After all we've done for you, you ungrateful son-of-a-me.

Being a Pacifist (or How Americans Can Avoid Getting Punched in the Face in Europe)

Silhouette of peace fingers against sky

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)

Women studying at table

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)

Woman holds "Like a boss" mug

“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)

Lady bug crawling on plant - sign of luck

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)

People riding escalators in subway station

“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)

Honey in bowl

Remember the signora with the URGENTISSIMO sarcasm stamp? I was completely wrong about her.

Becoming Italian Part 3 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Marriage Certificate)

Marriage Certificate

“You and your husband have the exact same birth date?” the Milan city hall employee asks me. "No, no, we don't," I say, showing her my passport while a nice cup of anxiety brews in my belly.

Becoming Italian Part 2 (or How to Get Legit in Italy – Codice Fiscale + Tessera Sanitaria)

Italian jets in sky form colors of Italian flag next to angel statue

We head to Agenzia delle Entrate to get my codice fiscale (more or less an Italian social security number) and tessera sanitaria, a card that will allow me to enroll in the public health system in Italy (suck it, Paul Ryan).