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love thursday: bringing home the bacon

28 CommentsThursday • November 13, 2008 • by michelle

You know that saying about bringing home the bacon*?

Well, in Calabria that often happens quite literally.

Here is my amore holding the leg of a certain swine, parts of which were later marinated in red wine vinegar, olive oil, garlic, and rosemary, and then grilled. Yum!

Who could ask for more in a man?

Happy Love Thursday everyone!

Note that Love Thursday is now back at its original Chookooloonks home. Yay!

P.S. The history of this phrase from About.com Guide to Home Cooking: “In the twelfth century, a church in the English town of Dunmow promised a side of bacon to any married man who could swear before the congregation and God that he had not quarreled with his wife for a year and a day. A husband who could bring home the bacon was held in high esteem by the community for his forebearance.”

Whatever You Do, Don’t Eat the Free Figs

29 CommentsTuesday • September 9, 2008 • by michelle

The other day I came home and found this on my doorstep:

When P came home, I told him, but we still didn’t know the identity of our Fig Fairy even though I had asked around the neighbors.

P told me: “Don’t eat the figs!”

Because, um, we live in medieval times in which our nemici might foil our dastardly plans with tainted figs left outside our house? Please.

Needless to say, I ignored him and ate three of them later that evening.

And then was awake most of the night with a stomachache. Gah!

I pretended like I had no idea what I could’ve eaten to cause the discomfort as I certainly couldn’t tell P I ate the figs.

Thankfully, the pain passed and the next morning, before I discarded the figs, I ran into a woman who owned up to being our Fig Fairy. I breathed a huge sigh of relief as she’s certainly one of the nicest signore around–yet another one of my nonne in the village.

And only then did I tell P the full tale of the figs, which he, of course, found hilarious.

I’m thinking I’ll just listen to him next time — just in case.

love thursday: afternoon in the giardino

56 CommentsThursday • July 31, 2008 • by michelle

You don’t have to take me on a trip around the world to make me happy; an afternoon in the garden with my P and my pooches will do just fine thankyouverymuch.

You’ve seen the girls playing in the greenery, and well they weren’t the only ones to enjoy the day. P was, for the most part, working, but I was busy snapping photos.

Some of my sexy worker bee, here with some sort of ghost hovering:

Admiring his work:

Taking a rest:

Giving Luna petties:

And then he begged me to stop:

But not before I got one of the two of us (minus some of his head–oops!):

Happy Love Thursday everyone!

I wish you many carefree afternoons with your loved ones.

P.S. I suppose the secret is out by now that I really don’t wear makeup all that often. Hope you’re not offended. Although it’s a bit catty and not at all in the Love Thursday spirit to point you to photos of celebrities without makeup, I’m doing it anyway: Caught without makeup. Enjoy!

my urkel moment: did i do thaaaaaaaat?

35 CommentsFriday • July 25, 2008 • by michelle

A while back, Pumpkin at From my Swiss window wrote about how she washed a cell phone because she forgot to double check her husband’s jeans before throwing them in the washing machine. I agree with her, by the way, that the boys are taking their fate into their own hands by not cleaning out their pockets first.

Anyway, it reminded me of how just two days after P *finally* went down to the comune to get his new carta d’identita (Italian ID card) we had a little accident here ourselves:

Our ID cards are only paper, you see, so when washed, the ink from the writing on the left side *will* bleed onto the photo on the right. Just in case you wondered.

OOPS!

What’s your biggest or latest OOPS?

Please share in the comments and make me feel less like Steve Urkel!

Buon weekend!