Americans often wonder about the extra item found in many European bathrooms. It looks like a hybrid between a sink and a toilet, but it is not either. It is the dearly-beloved bidet. Italians love their bidets and think Americans are coarse, uncouth and dirty creatures for not using them. Americans can barely look at […]
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In Italy mamma-hood is often considered a group activity. Everyone has to get involved — the parents, the grandparents, the aunts, uncles and godparents, the pediatrician and, believe it or not, the pharmacist. Early on I got used to my pediatrician having a lot of opinions, but involving the pharmacist seemed over the top. For
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There is nothing better for a little female solidarity than a blueberry patch. My mother raised me on New England blueberry picking. Massachusetts, Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont. If there was a blueberry patch, my Mom would find it. Of course her blueberry afternoons were followed by blueberry evenings with scrumptious, gooey, messy, purply blueberry pies.
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