Here is one of the very reasons we want to go to Italy. How wonderful to be in a place that isn’t all 24/7, where people don’t need or want to have everything in a microwave instant. Let’s slow it down, hang out with family and friends and enjoy what is most important and most often overlooked.
A day of rest. A day of relaxation.
The day of the traditional pranzo della domenica (Sunday lunch) in Italy.
It used to be that I dreaded Sundays in Italy. Nothing is open, beaches are crowded, church bells over-exercise their right to chime and you can feel the marked change of pace in a place, especially smaller cities and towns. The whole country downshifts into a lower gear for a day, and it was an odd feeling for me, coming from a city in Canada where Sundays feel the same as pretty much every other day of the week. I’d find myself at loose ends, an outsider watching families gather in the piazza and pranzare (have lunch) together. I didn’t have family in Siena, and because many things are closed on Sundays, I didn’t have a lot to do.
When I started working, I drew the lucky straw…
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