Did the waiter in Rome sneer when you asked for butter for the bread or for a cappuccino after dinner?
Did your Venetian grandmother slap your hand when you reached for the Parmesan cheese to sprinkle on her spaghetti alle vongole?
Did the Florentine guest in your home turn pale when offered leftover pizza for breakfast?
Did the fruit and vegetable vendor at the Mercato Centrale yell at you when you checked out the ripeness of his peaches or scooped up a handful of cherries?

In Italy, they love making rules, although they seem to obey very few. When it comes to the national cuisine, however, the Italian Food Rules may as well be carved in marble. They will not change and are strictly followed. Visitors to Italy violate them at their peril.

When in Italy, enjoy being Italian for a few days, weeks or months, by learning the Italian Food Rules, taking them to heart, and obeying each and every one of them.

Other Books by Ann Reavis

Italian Life Rules
Murder at Mountain Vista (a Short Story)