amore!

amore!

Italy is my favorite. As in the feeling, the food, the wine, just all things Italian. (Ok, maybe It’s mostly just the food and wine, but..) I’ve always been in love with the romance in the air there, the cobblestoned streets, lazy long wine-sipping lunches, and feeling of just enjoying life. When I find my ultimate partner in crime, he better like all things Prosecco, Pinot grigio, Sangiovese, bread, olive oil, garlic, tomatoes, espresso, and affogato– or we are going to have a serious problem fulfilling my fantasies of spending a few weeks each summer eating, drinking, and frolicking through the Italian countryside.

(Take note guys.)

So how did I- the slightly Italian obsessed girl (woman? Do I call my self a woman now that I am turning 35? I dunno, it just sounds a bit stodgy and boring for myself…) not know about Ferragosto until last week? I mean- It’s on my birthday for pete’s sake!

Ferragosto:

An Italian holiday celebrated on August 15. In the past it was common for businesses to close and the entire month of August which was then taken as a holiday and leisure time in Italy in honor of this feast day. In present days, Ferragosto is mainly a short holiday (for those who are not on a longer holiday already) when most Italians take short vacations at the beach, and enjoy large communal meals.

A day of rest that Italians take to the countryside or beach to enjoy relax time, and partake in big meals with friends and family?! Sign me up! Hello I have the best birthday date ever!

Guess who’s already planning a trip to Italy for her 36th?

L’Italia o busto per il mio trentaseiesimo compleanno!