As most of you know, I’ve been in Cassino with my in-laws (HOLY FUCKING SHIT!) for nearly two weeks now. We’re staying here to spend time with everyone before we head to the US for the holidays and to take care of some ‘MERCA things (like me trying to get Surviving In Italy published in book form! WOO HA!). But don’t worry! I have many-a-posts saved for you, plus I’ll be posting about importing F for a minute (should be good). Anyways, two weeks with the in-laws is a long time even if your father-in-law is Jesus Christ and your Mother-In-Law is Mother Theresa which mine ARE NOT. They are actually borderline insane who I love even if my father-in-law keeps calling me a “fucking retard” and my mother-in-law keeps telling me that my hair is ugly (when do I get sainted?). Acceptance is one of the first steps to recovery, my friends.
Whew. Anyways, all that F and I do here is eat, drink coffee, hide in the bedroom, and protect Oliver from my in-laws who think he needs “more discipline” and believe they are “helping” us by brandishing a broom at him. The one good thing about it all is that they are giving me so much fodder for my blog AND really great food shots with the series of SIX HOUR LUNCHES we’ve attended this week. The food is generally amazing but so, soooo much of it. Viola! Here is a lunch that went from 1-6 . Someone bring me Pepto.
La Tavola
Salad. Okay, it’s SALAD but I liked the shot.
Polenta. Mmmm.
More Salad. I’m SORRY! STOP YELLING AT ME!
BABY BIRD STEW. What. The. Fuck?
Wild Pheasant
Bread with salame baked inside
Wine is not complete without cheese puffs also known as FONZIES.
Related articles
- My Italian In-Laws: Two Weeks In Cassino: Part 1: Italian Cuisine And I Suck At Cooking (survivinginitaly.com)
- My Italian In-Laws: Two Weeks In Cassino: Part 2: Italian Lunches That Last 6 Hours And My Italian Sucks (survivinginitaly.com)
- Cassino War Cemetery (bitsnbooks.wordpress.com)
