Finally, we’re back in Italy as of a few weeks ago. And, we’re really happy about it.
We had to leave for the summer due to visa reasons. Well, Kamea and I didn’t have to leave because we’re in the middle of applying for our Italian dual citizenship, but Greg can’t apply until I get mine (as my spouse).
Therefore, we had to leave because he couldn’t stay.
Obvs, I was eager to get back. Italy is amazing. A little piece of my heart (or, rather, a big piece) was back in Italy while we traveled to Ireland and Bulgaria during the summer months.
And since we’ve been traveling like nomads pretty much since March of 2018, I’m a little eager to settle down. Now that we’re here, we’re doing just that.
Update On Our Italian Dual Citizenship Goal
It’s progressing nicely. For starters we’ve been able to get permission from the police headquarters here for Greg to stay while we’re processing my citizenship papers. That’s a relief because we don’t need to come and go anymore from Italy.
The other amaze-balls thing is that my paperwork continues to progress, getting the necessary approvals and verifications along the way. We’ve only one more approval to secure – the town where my great grandfather was born. They need to verify that he was indeed born there, even though they already sent us a copy of his birth certificate for the application. Mamma Mia!
Meanwhile, we’re living up the life in Italy. Indulging in the food, embracing the culture, and taking courses.
This picture pretty much sums it up regarding Italian community culture. Yes, please.
I’m back in the kitchen and I’m experimenting with Italian cuisine (yes, that means pasta!). Funny thing, though, as a kid growing up with pasta I would eat a huge plate of it, then find myself noshing on the stuff cold from the fridge in the middle of the night. But in Italy, a serving of pasta is not quite like that.
So, I bought a scale to serve proper amounts. I also bought a nice pasta pot. You know, a pot with a strainer insert for making pasta? I thought it made sense to buy one.
Well, when I was walking home with my prized possession last week I bumped into my Ukrainian neighbor (they’ve lived in Italy 11 years).
Always eager to practice my Italian, I told her I bought a pasta pot.
She asked why?
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