Yesterday morning, Liz and I were out sampling Barolo grapes in four different plots. After we had finished sampling the second vineyard, we were headed down a steep street, when we passed by an old man carrying some items from the bakery. Franca pointed to the man and told us he was a “nonno” or grandfather. I attempted to make a fun conversation out of this statement by saying:
“Con il pane d’oggi!” (with his bread of the day!)
Franca told me she could not understand. So I tried to explain that he must have just walked to town to get his bread of the day. Our conversations went back and forth for a couple of minutes, when I thought she finally understood what I was trying to say.
Nope.
She thought I said “Voglio il pane veloce” (I’d like some bread really fast}
We headed into town to get a quick café, when Liz explained to me that she thought I was saying I needed some bread quickly. I told Franca that I really did not need bread, and that a café would be fine. Nonetheless, she walked us straight over to the bakery to get a baguette.
The real clincher? We had no money. Franca had to pay for our cafes AND our baguette. AND she bought herself a slice of Foccacia and gave 2/3 of it to us for our “quick fix”. And all this time we were giggling uncontrollably.
So I think were really doing some good things for our reputation!
“Con il pane d’oggi!” (with his bread of the day!)
Franca told me she could not understand. So I tried to explain that he must have just walked to town to get his bread of the day. Our conversations went back and forth for a couple of minutes, when I thought she finally understood what I was trying to say.
Nope.
She thought I said “Voglio il pane veloce” (I’d like some bread really fast}
We headed into town to get a quick café, when Liz explained to me that she thought I was saying I needed some bread quickly. I told Franca that I really did not need bread, and that a café would be fine. Nonetheless, she walked us straight over to the bakery to get a baguette.
The real clincher? We had no money. Franca had to pay for our cafes AND our baguette. AND she bought herself a slice of Foccacia and gave 2/3 of it to us for our “quick fix”. And all this time we were giggling uncontrollably.
So I think were really doing some good things for our reputation!
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