Then last night we joined some American ex pats that David had met once, we all went out for pizza, my first time in Italy to actually have PIZZA, mine was Siciliana which means with anchovies and olives, and it was excellent.
Of course I am going to take pictures of the more ODD things I see, the black madonnas for instance and this is not the only one. The grim face over a doorway was from an 8th century building overlooking the Ancona harbor, and the "modern" painting on an outside wall reminded me of the great modernist Francis Bacon, and is inspiration for me. Maybe I should get some grist for my mill, some bones, some meat.
My election night meatloaf was a hit with David, and we still have enough for sandwiches....yeah.
It seems that we are all proud to be Americans again, let's really pull together and overcome the past eight years, it will be a daunting task, but we can do it, we must do it. damn I can't use exclamation points, silly computers.
