Greetings from Rome, netlings! I'm extremely busy digesting about eight hundred pounds of pizza and pasta, veal scallopine and parmigiana reggiano, but I wanted to check in to post this exciting development: The LA Times has named my little Bitch in their recommended summer reading list! I'm pretty excited. If I weren't lying down, moaning in pain from eating enough to feed a Roman army, I would do a little happy dance. Instead, I'm going to do a little happy moan.
And then, gelato!