Italian LOVE

Bonjourno! I am approximately 3% Italian. But I'm pretty sure it dominates my existence. I have been to Italy several times and fell in LOVE with everything Italian (it could even be said I'm "Italian-obsessed".) I love Italian coffee, pasta, pizza, chocolate, the alps, Cinque Terre, etc. The only international marathon I ever did was the Rome marathon (NOTE: cobblestones are NOT your friend after mile 20).

So when Roo suggested we have a home-made pizza and rock band night I was excited. But when she informed me Jesse makes the dough and sauce from scratch and they would bring their own pizza stones I decided it must happen SOON! I have tried to figure out how to get one of those brick pizza ovens installed at our house. (FYI - it will set you back more than the high-end Pinarello). 

We made awesome home-made pizza. Jesse whipped up some amazing sauce! Roo contaminated her half of the pizza with bacon, but other than that it was perfect.

It was then time for some rock band practice (I'm serious, we do more than play rock band in the off-season . . .) In keeping with our Italian theme I tried to find some Italian rock band songs, but to no avail.

I learned that Roo can sing! Her score is shown here in the middle. It says 100% and flawless. She may be considering quitting her day job and focusing solely on her singer career after this discovery!