I traveled to Europe this summer with three of my best friends. It was my first time there, and I learned a lot. I mostly learned that everyone wants to have Italy’s babies.
I’m serious. We stayed in a “Tuscan” hotel in Germany, and we had a surprisingly hard time finding a “not pasta” restaurant in Paris. I get it; the food is fabulous. But…they know it, and they want you to know that they know it.
Also, I just want to be able to order an Americano once in a while without getting the stink eye. Is that too much to ask? #murica