We just wanted to take a short evening walk to the farmacia to get some gluten-free pizza and pasta for me. Afterwards we met one neighbour of us who directly invited us into his house. Together with his wife we sat on their table, drank a limoncello and exchanged in our poco italiano stories about Cottanello and Bali...
After that we went on and met our other dear neighbour, Liliane, who is living on her own and is becoming 80 (!) in November. We hardly understand her Italian and she is also half-deaf but we always have such a lovely time sitting in her living room. She prepared us coffee (at 8 pm!) and then she offered us chocolate (a broken Bunny from Easter, definitely not vegan) from which I politely took just a small piece. Because I didn't drank the coffee (I would not have slept until next morning) she offered me something else: a definitely NOT vegan NOT gluten-free piece of cake. Well, in Italy with an old woman like that it is almost IMPOSSIBILE to say no to everything she offers, so I just ate it for the sake of it. All the time it was such funny conversation with us trying to ask questions like "the name of the husband of Angela?" which she responded with a variety of answers like "the name of the daughter of Angela?". After that she showed us her marvellous tidy garden which she all does on herself - and which keeps her young. She cut some beautiful roses for us, talking all the time.
It was lovely.
After saying goodbye we passed our other neighbour (90 years old!) who was just saying hello and auguri, auguri...
What a lovely evening walk. What lovely people living here in Cottanello. What an Italian Life.
I am getting a little more into speaking Italian, and the people are so friendly and helpful.
Italia, ti amo.
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