M.E. Evans

My best friend of a long time, “D,” came to Italy this month to visit a friend of hers that lives in New York with her (bitch). Her friend is a young Italian guy who immigrated from Italy about six…

This week I have an awesome guest blogger, a massive expat organization, InterNations. Yes, It’s happened, I’m getting fancy enough to have contributing writers and people wanting to advertise on my blog (What?! Fuck Yes!) The world is drunk, my…

Hello my humans! I’m not dead, I took a break. In August Europeans flee their cities for the coasts and some, like my husband, get one month of paid vacation. ONE MONTH! Can you imagine? I just returned from a…

I finally got my identity card in Italy so now I’m feeling very official and fancy and violated. Yep. Violated. F and I went down to the public office today to get some stuff taken care of.  F left me…

“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all…

I met my husband in 2010 in Florence at a pub called Angies. I asked him out. Things escalated really quickly and in June 2010 he took me on a one week trip in Sicily. The cliff, the 5th picture…

  Francesco received his Greencard on July 3rd 2013 and now he’s obnoxiously embracing American culture. He’s trying to give himself a fancy new “American” name. So far he seems set on Franky I.S. for Franky Italian Stallion because he…

“One Italian makes a Latin lover, two together can never agree whilst three Italians make up four political parties.”

This is a great American comedic actress with (I believe) an Italian immigrant father. She basically sums up the older generation perfectly. Oddly enough, you would never be able to tell from the wig and Super Mario Brother moustache, but…