I was asked by the official tourism blog of the Region of Tuscany to write a post explaining what it means to be a Tuscan abroad. I was flattered, I admit it. I felt like an ambassador of "tuscanity" in faraway lands. This is what I wrote:
A Tuscan Foodie in Chicago
Being a Tuscan abroad guarantees you one thing: people will want to know why on earth you left Tuscany. I have had this same reaction since I left 13 years ago, first headed to Brussels and then to Chicago, with a lot of additional travel in between. The strongest reaction I ever had was in Japan: talking to a local girl, I mentioned I was from Tuscany, and she started to cry, with big tears in her eyes. Seriously.
The discussion invariably then focuses on food: how can I survive “outside”, if I was born and raised in Tuscany? (Click here to continue reading)
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
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The Japanese girl crying at you made laugh!
Hi Lust for food, welcome. I was a bit taken aback at the time. But I think it was one of the funniest and most unexpected things that ever happened to me.
I love what you wrote and I love how open you are to trying different foods and cultures.I laughed at your comment on the okonomiyaki...I had the same reaction when I saw the flakes moving by itself :)
Thank you for your kind words, Alisa and welcome! I am a big believer that food requires an open mind. Having said that, I do have limits: for instance I don't go anywhere near fried brains...
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