the italian language never ceases to amuse.
at dinner last night, we had mozzarella di buffalo which, my host mom explained to us, is made from latte di buffalo and is much better than mozzarella made from latte di mucca. di che?? i ask. mucca, she replies and then proceeds to expel a loud MOOOOOOO at the dinner table. you know, mucca. she says as if this should have been self-evident. certo. i think i've found my new favorite italian word: cow. i just can't get over how similar it sounds to the way a two year old might say it in english: moo-cow.
it's just so dang charming.
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