Italians are always thinking about what they're going to eat later. At breakfast they think about lunch, at lunch they think about dinner, at dinner they think about breakfast. When the food is that delicious it's what you do!
So true! HaHaHaHaHa.This made me roar. The apt. dryer broke last week and we had no underwear, nothing decent to put on and a heat wave to boot. My arthritis was too bad to do the laundry by hand and dry it indoors. Don't laugh. You'll be old one day.