Italia in America

Posted by on Sep 1st, 2010 in Featured Articles, Incredible Locations, Introspection, Journal, People, Photo of the Day, Quips, Seattle

I’m grateful for the little reminders of Italia that I encounter here in Seattle, going about my day. Names for cookies and chips. Old ladies wearing tavern jackets in the “pot pie” frozen food section. “Proud to be Italian” License plate frames. Even shrink-wrapped prosciutto piques my nostalgia, though it’s a far cry from having my favorite butchers slice it off the leg for me.

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