The day after Easter isn’t anything special here in the US, but in Italy this Monday is a holiday in its own right-Pasquetta. Schools are closed, people are off from work and it’s a day when friends and family typically gather together, go to the countryside, have a picnic and enjoy being outdoors. I remember having the day off for Pasquetta when I was studying in Arezzo and even though it was spring, there was a hailstorm and I doubt if anyone was picnicking outdoors!
Today I had my own little Pasquetta celebration. I baked the Torta di Pasqua that is a tradition in my family. After savoring every single bite I met my tutor for a much overdue lesson and spent an hour speaking (or should I say struggling to speak) Italian. It’s been ages since I spent time with her and I’m encouraged by what I can understand while being humbled by the verb tenses that I’ve forgotten. So it’s back to the books and I vow that in the next month I will seriously make an attempt to study every day and by the time I step down on Italian soil four weeks from now, I’ll hopefully be able to say more than “my husband would like the bolognese”!