Monday, July 9, 2007

Dog Meat!


New languages are fun to learn, and to practice them outside with the locals is a fabulous challenge.
We the family went out last night to an Italian restaurant where no one speaks English. The “restaurant” people are so wonderful, they already feel like a family to us. They spoil Olivia, she is running around, watching the chef cook, and just being loved.
My husband previously had seen a customer eat a pizza with French fries on it—how unique yet so American!—he wanted that and I tried to explain for the waitress with the few Italian words I knew. “Pizza con fritta” (French fries) of course she went off with words that I didn’t understand. My husband whispered that he had seen meat on the pizza too. So I looked at the lady again and I say, “Cane!”
Her eyes become huge and suddenly we realized that I had said, “DOG!”

In Italian, “Cane” is dog and Carne is meat!

Thank God we all could laugh at it!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Because of that experience, if you forget everything you ever learned, you'll always remember the Italian word for meat. :-)

Anonymous said...

Ciao!
Vilken överaskning att du och hela gänget är tillbaka i Europa! Var i Italien bor ni?
Och så roligt att se Oliva. Hon ser ju helt bedårande ut! Och 4 hundar? Var det inte 3 nyss... :)
Man kan inte bli annat än imponerad av Tjojs. Vilken fantastisk vovva hon är.
Nu ska jag genast börja plöja igenom din blogg. Så roligt att läsa dina tankar då alla böcker är utläsa för länge sedan :)
Många kramar,
Malin & Juan (Södermalm, Stockholm)