Thursday, April 7, 2011

How Do I Look?

Dear My Italian Friend,

Tonight I am eating my pasta in a way that would shame you at your family dinner table.  I know because you've given me this look before when I was sitting at your family dinner table.  If a record player were in the room that night the needle would have slipped off of it in a screechy way, as if to ask the question in its own record player-y way, "What's wrong with you, sloppy American girl?"

But it is just too late (10:50PM) and I am SO HUNGRY.

If you only KNEW how hungry!!!!!!