"The Trouble with Eating Italian Food is that Five or Six Days Later, You're Hungry Again"
-George Miller
Our Abacoa Town Center during The Feast of Little Italy yesterday afternoon.
Authentic Italian food. Check.
Authentic Italian music. Check.
Authentic Italian art. Check.
Authentic Italian Tradition. Check.
All outside our front door? Check!
We love our home!
Adam riding my road bike like a fixed gear...in the house? Check!
(PS: if anyone picked up on the four pillows behind Adam in that bin...just sitting there without a bed...all lonely and needing a home...we'd love some suggestions on what exactly to do with them. They were purchased with our bed, bundled into the deal, but they're just not our "type." They're extremely nice, $125 tempurpedic pillows (each) that are just too stiff for either Adam or I. We like super fluffy pillows. Feathery, gushy ones that your head sinks into. These are much more firm. No gushiness. I'm thinking of listing them on Craigslist, but wondering if that's weird or taboo? They have been used...but only for like a week, total. Hmmmm...anybody? $100 for all four? Uh. I hate this stuff.)
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