sorry, they locked me in the basement for a week.

just kidding.

but there was a HUGE storm so we didnt have internet or the phone for a llooooong loooong week.

so, let me update you in this giant post

20-6-2010

so today, i think i left the kitchen a total of 2 times. we had 15 bikers over for lunch and 28 pple for dinner! all canadian, but rich canadians who didnt really want to talk to me. i was a little mad bc they were acting like giovanna was some type of animal and just staring and taking pictures. she works so hard and i feel like nobody really appreciates it.

okay, so their daughter Tamara is 29 and liveds at home with her bf Mauritzio. she talks rediculously fast and treats me like im extremely stupid for not speaking italian perfecftly. i dislike her most of the time. the tuscan dialect is also extremely difficult. all the cs become hs. she gets mad really easily all the time and chain smokes and when she throws a fit, she storms outside for a scigaret. im kind of scared shes going to start throwing things. she gets off bossing me around, but she gets very servile and submissive around people who speak english. boh!

my italian is getting slightly better. i can now talk with natalie, their other 16 yr old daughter, for extended periods of time.

for dinner, we had 2 types of ravioli made from scratch

1 with

formaggio, parsley, potatoe, salt

1 with ricotta, lime and orange peels,raisins, vanilla, sugar (this was deep fried for dessert)
and a WHOLE lamb. baked in the oven with only olive oil and salt. i probably ate like half of it.
okay. buona sera!
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