So all those sort of Italian vibes that you get when you walk past (or into) one of the hundreds of cafes in Australia called 'Cibo' is all from a little word that means food. A bit of a let-down isn't it?! I thought it must mean something wonderfully suave and decadent with inuendos exuding from it but no! Food! No scenes of rustic, unshaven Italian men all dishevelled and sexy looking; no knowing looks or carefully dressed hunks sporting that careless air, looking back over their shoulder at the camera. Shame. Food; that's all. Heart-breaking....Other useful things we learned today were lots and lots of names for different fruit and vegetables. Now you can see right away that I am going to fit into Italy , just ever so perfectly, with the know-how to talk about my chooks plus name lots of things I will find growing in food gardens everywhere! I am still waiting for Ian's promised lists of these things in French, and already I am learning them in Italian after only a couple of months or so !!
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It doesn't stop you imagining the suave hunks, Kate! And there's nothing wrong with food, especially Italian food. We had an Italian writer staying here last week on the course I was running and she taught us some delicious recipes with aubergines and with courgette flowers. I'll try to re-create them and put them on my blog soon.
Your courses sound great. Maybe I could sneak one into this trip I am planning??
Maybe I can hide in your bag.I'd love to visit all those gardeners. Go to Slone del Gusto in Turin late October What a range of food, All Italian regions & the rest of the world as well.
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