Thursday, February 2, 2012

Julia Child Ain't Got Nothing on Gabriella

Tuesday afternoon rolled around and it was time for us to depart the hotel and make for our host families.  Moving in with our hosts was an adventure.  The cab ride over was generously provided by ACM and we arrived without too much struggling with suitcases on our part.  Gabriella is our host mother.  She is petite, cute, and a wonderful cook.  The first night we arrived she served us a zesty pene pasta, breaded, thinly sliced chicken and fruit for dessert.  Last night we were fed a magnificent risotto for a first course.  The second consisted of this delicious type of mozzarella cheese and a vegetable that I have never even heard of before, but it was delicious.  Dessert was a pear in the vanilla cream and honey sauce.  Amy and I have been blown away by our host's hospitality and cooking ability.

Our host  father, Nino is adorable.  Amy has accurately described him as the old man from UP minus 100 pounds.  He doesn't speak any English, which is unfortunate, but that just means that we have to learn Italian that much faster.  He was so kind, he even road the bus with us to Santa Croce the next morning to make sure we didn't get lost.  I know I said it before, but it needs to be said again: he's adorable.

We also have a Japanese student staying with us.  Kaori.  She's a student at linguiviva and is here to learn Italian.  She is also extremely kind.  She has a very mild temperament and likes to laugh.  Unfortunately, she's moving into an apartment on Saturday.  Both Amy and I will miss her.

Our classes continue with the same vitality.  Every bit of information is important and it's sometimes hard to keep up but I think we're all adjusting.  We went to the Duomo Museum and Santa Croce yesterday.  Both were interesting.  Santa Croce was beautiful but the Museum was actually warm.  It's a toss up to which one I liked better.

Friday we depart for Rome.  The train leaves at 7, so Amy and I are catching a bus at 6:16.  Early, I know.  Rome will be worth it, though.  And Gabriella, in all of her wonderfulness, has decided to make us a picnic for Friday lunch  to bring with us.  I dare say we got the best host family.

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