Ah, Italy. Here are a few of my favorite moments.
Watching the Simpsons on television – Homer says “doh!” even in Italian.
Walking past a shop where a real tailor was cutting a suit jacket.
Asking for orange juice when ordering breakfast at two different pastry shops and being asked, “is it okay to have fresh-squeezed juice?” Hmm, let me think about that one…
Asking an Italian colleague at lunch if he would like me to pour him a glass of water. His response, “why should I drink water when I could drink wine?”