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I know a lot of you must be worried that I have not been eating enough and been getting by on the skin of my teeth and starving every night.

This is true.

My life is hard and my stomach and taste buds suffer greatly when I have to eat such horrible things as these everyday:

When we don't crave gelato, we crave Magnum bars. This particular breed is milk chocolate and hazelnut.

The Tuscan classic: melons and prosciutto. Surprisingly, really delicious.

Stuffed Zucchini from my Nonna's garden.

Siena specialty cookies: Riciarello. So good.

Homemade Pesto.

The best panino I have ever had: Salami, artichokes, and pecorino (a Tuscan specialty cheese from sheep, I will be searching long and hard for pecorino when I get home ).Strawberry Tiramisu.

Apple cake.

A Kebab. So good. Complete with french fries.

The Tuscan classic pears and pecorino cheese.

Gnocchi.

Ciocco-cocco (chocolate coconut) and pistachio.

Fresh bread with olive oil and salt every night. I swear I add more olive oil to every morsel of food I eat every night.

Fried zucchini.

Close enough to dessert.

Fresh bruschetta.

But seriously, almost every night after dinner one of us will say:

“Nonna! Sto ingrassando!” (“Nonna! I’m getting fat!)

To which she lovingly reples:
“Si, stai ingrassando.” (Yes, you’re getting fat.)

But according to Italian/Nonna law, bread, gelato, and olive oil don’t actually make you fat. And since that is the majority of what I eat, I think I’ll be ok.