Food is universal in front of me is a plate of fruit San Peligrino bubbly water OJ and a cappuccino, around me, 5-6 languages and not a one English, i hear French, Italian, I swear the table in from of me is speaking a Slavic dialect, Spanish and the Germans just sat down next to me, but why is this important... it's breakfast time here in Italy and we all need food :-)
Hands moving in conversations, plates clinking with silverware hitting it slurps off hot caffiene and cold juice and what is funny....all the ones who do not speak Italian, order in rough English ;-) though i will stick to the traditional Italian ordering....when in Rome
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