Snorah Jones
My mom and I were recently in Italy for eight days, visiting my little sister who’s working and living on a pig farm in Tuscany. We ate gelato, checked out thousand-year-old churches, wandered around Florence, Siena, and cozy, hill towns, and attempted to speak Italian. Linguine! Fettuccine! De Niro! DiGiorno! (We also saw locals wearing… Continue reading Snorah Jones