Meme (from Italy with love)
Meme from pairatime - alchemy_fire - love_vargas :
Go to Google (or your search engine of choice). Type in "You know you're from [your state] when", pick a page, and bold the results that apply to you.
TOP 10- you can have a conversation with a stranger comprised entirely of facial expressions, hand gestures, and no words (*smile*)
- you move your hands when you speak, as if that helps others understanding (hands speaking is universal)
- when you spell your name using stupid cities like Domodossola and Livorno (LOL my surname because it end with a Bari-Bari-Imola)
- you've played "tre sette" in a bar with old men while drinking grappa and you're only 12 (minus the grappa part, but because I don't like it, not because it would be a problem)
- you wake up at 6 (7 a.m.) in the morning to buy clothes in Saldi (100€ for 3 pair of shoes, with 50% discount)
- it's hard for you to eat lunch or dinner without bread (because our bread is delicious) and the only oil you use is a Olio Extra Vergine di Oliva (extra virgin olive oil) (when it isn't a DOP)
- you actually know how to dress (sorry my friends, I'm not a fashionable girl, but some things I see when outside Italy... *shiver*)
- you say "ciao" at least twice before you hang up from a phone call (or "baci-baci")
- you get home and immediately change into "housework clothes or smocks" (it's not common?)
- your morning errands take you to one shop for produce, another for bread, another for cheese, and yet another for meat-and you love every single minute of it (true, true)
- your friend (or parent) says "I quit drinking coffee. Now I only have three cups a day."
- you eat spaghetti the proper way and you don't put pineapple or ketchup on your pizza
- you say "ma dai" in the middle of the sentence, speaking english, for example: "ma dai, where are you going?"
- you can say, “Boh?” and you’ve said a mouthful.
- you wait in line for three hours at the Post Office to pay a bill
- perfect strangers worry about your catching a cold because you’re not dressed warmly enough. In July.
- you’re handed a scarf when you say your throat feels a bit scratchy
- €5 on a bottle of wine is a splurge
- posted schedules, hours of operation, etc. mean precisely nothing (except sciopero ones)
- someone, somewhere is in sciopero
- you get honked at for letting an old lady cross the street
- when you have had cappelletti al ragu' hand-made by your grandmother
- when you can recognize a fake Louis Vuitton bag from a real one
- when you can recognize and know the difference between Prada, Fendi, D&G, Dsquared, valentino, giorgio armani, versace, roberto cavalli, cesare paciotti and gianfranco Ferre'
- you don't need to say "what the fuck" using words but you just put your hand "a carciofo"
- you just can't bare finding other italians on holidays, although you DO like italians and you are so proud of being one
- you are used to going to a bar and ordering something alcoholic and you're 14
- you cringe at the sight of someone cutting up their spaghetti
- when you are a 25 year old guy who calls his mom when he needs to pick shoes or when he feels ill
- you're 35 (maybe even married) and you're still living with mom and dad
- you talk loud to someone as if there are far away and reality they are standing right in front of you
- you don't bat an eye lid at the fact 50% of people on the tram / bus / train are talking loudly on their mobile phone and gesturing wildy
- you expect trains to be late
- you expect your friends to be late and you in turn are always late
- eating dinner any time before 7.00 pm is out of the question
- you go to the beach and see that some older men are in denial that the Speedo fad has come and gone while the younger guys wear surfer pants down to their knees and it's normal
- the freshly-made espresso you drink is rich, dark, thick, frothy, smells like fresh-roasted coffee and is not even a distant relative to anything you’ve ever had at Starbuck’s
- you are driving towards a town and pass a sign that tells you there are 35 kilometers to go. Five kilometers later, you pass another sign that tells you there are 37 kilometers to go.
- you bite into a tomato and you wait for an explosion of flavors has gone off in your mouth and you are very disappinted when this is not happening
- you expect a Farmacia (pharmacy) or Erboristeria (herbalists shop) on every corner
- some of the best food you’ve ever had is served in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant (in the country side or in a hill town) where they use their own vegetables, cheese, wine and fresh-baked bread and Mamma, the "master chef" in the kitchen, used fresh olive oil to cook everything, including the French fries
- you’ve seen a full gourmet dinner of 5 courses magically emerge from a kitchen the size of a broom closet
- the two nylon chords stretched across the courtyard or the wooden rack on your little balcony are called "clothes dryer"
Go to Google (or your search engine of choice). Type in "You know you're from [your state] when", pick a page, and bold the results that apply to you.
TOP 10- you can have a conversation with a stranger comprised entirely of facial expressions, hand gestures, and no words (*smile*)
- you move your hands when you speak, as if that helps others understanding (hands speaking is universal)
- when you spell your name using stupid cities like Domodossola and Livorno (LOL my surname because it end with a Bari-Bari-Imola)
- you've played "tre sette" in a bar with old men while drinking grappa and you're only 12 (minus the grappa part, but because I don't like it, not because it would be a problem)
- you wake up at 6 (7 a.m.) in the morning to buy clothes in Saldi (100€ for 3 pair of shoes, with 50% discount)
- it's hard for you to eat lunch or dinner without bread (because our bread is delicious) and the only oil you use is a Olio Extra Vergine di Oliva (extra virgin olive oil) (when it isn't a DOP)
- you actually know how to dress (sorry my friends, I'm not a fashionable girl, but some things I see when outside Italy... *shiver*)
- you say "ciao" at least twice before you hang up from a phone call (or "baci-baci")
- you get home and immediately change into "housework clothes or smocks" (it's not common?)
- your morning errands take you to one shop for produce, another for bread, another for cheese, and yet another for meat-and you love every single minute of it (true, true)
- your friend (or parent) says "I quit drinking coffee. Now I only have three cups a day."
- you eat spaghetti the proper way and you don't put pineapple or ketchup on your pizza
- you say "ma dai" in the middle of the sentence, speaking english, for example: "ma dai, where are you going?"
- you can say, “Boh?” and you’ve said a mouthful.
- you wait in line for three hours at the Post Office to pay a bill
- perfect strangers worry about your catching a cold because you’re not dressed warmly enough. In July.
- you’re handed a scarf when you say your throat feels a bit scratchy
- €5 on a bottle of wine is a splurge
- posted schedules, hours of operation, etc. mean precisely nothing (except sciopero ones)
- someone, somewhere is in sciopero
- you get honked at for letting an old lady cross the street
- when you have had cappelletti al ragu' hand-made by your grandmother
- when you can recognize a fake Louis Vuitton bag from a real one
- when you can recognize and know the difference between Prada, Fendi, D&G, Dsquared, valentino, giorgio armani, versace, roberto cavalli, cesare paciotti and gianfranco Ferre'
- you don't need to say "what the fuck" using words but you just put your hand "a carciofo"
- you just can't bare finding other italians on holidays, although you DO like italians and you are so proud of being one
- you are used to going to a bar and ordering something alcoholic and you're 14
- you cringe at the sight of someone cutting up their spaghetti
- when you are a 25 year old guy who calls his mom when he needs to pick shoes or when he feels ill
- you're 35 (maybe even married) and you're still living with mom and dad
- you talk loud to someone as if there are far away and reality they are standing right in front of you
- you don't bat an eye lid at the fact 50% of people on the tram / bus / train are talking loudly on their mobile phone and gesturing wildy
- you expect trains to be late
- you expect your friends to be late and you in turn are always late
- eating dinner any time before 7.00 pm is out of the question
- you go to the beach and see that some older men are in denial that the Speedo fad has come and gone while the younger guys wear surfer pants down to their knees and it's normal
- the freshly-made espresso you drink is rich, dark, thick, frothy, smells like fresh-roasted coffee and is not even a distant relative to anything you’ve ever had at Starbuck’s
- you are driving towards a town and pass a sign that tells you there are 35 kilometers to go. Five kilometers later, you pass another sign that tells you there are 37 kilometers to go.
- you bite into a tomato and you wait for an explosion of flavors has gone off in your mouth and you are very disappinted when this is not happening
- you expect a Farmacia (pharmacy) or Erboristeria (herbalists shop) on every corner
- some of the best food you’ve ever had is served in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant (in the country side or in a hill town) where they use their own vegetables, cheese, wine and fresh-baked bread and Mamma, the "master chef" in the kitchen, used fresh olive oil to cook everything, including the French fries
- you’ve seen a full gourmet dinner of 5 courses magically emerge from a kitchen the size of a broom closet
- the two nylon chords stretched across the courtyard or the wooden rack on your little balcony are called "clothes dryer"