What are you looking at???

So everyone knows that the food in Italy is fantastic. 

Or can be.

I mean, there was this night in Siena.

 And it might have involved a 'hamburger di cavallo."

Cavallo is the Italian word for horse. 

But who can really to say?

Lets not talk about it. 

Bygones.

So...the food.

For the most part there is a real dedication to fresh ingredients in Italy.

Heres my sister in law Cassie at one of the produce stands. 

See all the yummy freshness?

But this I'm not too sure about.

This is a little disturbing.

I mean how fresh do we need it?

Can't see what I'm talking about?

I'll help you out:

In Italy the fish stare at you while you eat them.

One minute they are happily swimming in the waters off Bellagio 

and the next minute?

Staring. 

At him. 

Not at me - I always get the pasta.

No fishy eyes for me thank you. 

I don't need the guilt.

Hey! Italian ladies! 

What do you have to say about this?

They remain silent. 

And crafty. 

I have no clue what they are doing.

I know they aren't cutting the heads off of fish...

Its an Italian mystery.