Lunch is funny to me. When things got busy at work, most people in my old office just ate at their desks. Over here, lunch is always something to break for. We take turns cooking (when the Italian boys contribute, their moms send the meals). We eat at the table. Sometimes we have a glass of wine. And we settle back into work with a cup of coffee. No matter where you are over here, the post-meal ritual always includes coffee. It's the new norm... funny what you get used to.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Homeschool
My internship is a group project, and sometimes it's hard to find a quiet place for six people to work at school. If you do find it, it doesn't stay quiet for long. So, I offered our apartment about two weeks ago, and we've been meeting here ever since. The group members come from Zurich and Como (luckily, I'm somewhere in the middle).
Lunch is funny to me. When things got busy at work, most people in my old office just ate at their desks. Over here, lunch is always something to break for. We take turns cooking (when the Italian boys contribute, their moms send the meals). We eat at the table. Sometimes we have a glass of wine. And we settle back into work with a cup of coffee. No matter where you are over here, the post-meal ritual always includes coffee. It's the new norm... funny what you get used to.

Lunch is funny to me. When things got busy at work, most people in my old office just ate at their desks. Over here, lunch is always something to break for. We take turns cooking (when the Italian boys contribute, their moms send the meals). We eat at the table. Sometimes we have a glass of wine. And we settle back into work with a cup of coffee. No matter where you are over here, the post-meal ritual always includes coffee. It's the new norm... funny what you get used to.
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