It starts around 4:45 PM in my house. First it's, "Can I have crackers?" About ten minutes later, "I need yellow cheese." And then soon after, a breaking point is reached.
"WHEN ARE WE HAVING DINNER?!!"
I’ve been living in Italy for 9 years. Every year I’ve further blended the culture I was born into with the one I now live in. One of the things I miss the most about living in the United States is barbecue. Italians do do barbecue (check out what makes a great Italian barbecue) but most people don’t live in single family houses or apartments with enough space for an outside grill.