So last Sunday we made it to the Italian Festival. We were so pooped from the Ohio State game the day before that we didn’t make it there until an hour before closing. It was very cute, and still very crowded. I was totally bummed. Sold out of cannoli, italian ice, sandwiches…we ended up getting the whee bits that were left – french fries and mozzarella sticks! It was good, but everything (both what was left and what seemed to be there earlier) seemed very Americanized. That kinda bummed me out.
However, the entertainment was lovely. Who doesn’t like some Italian opera?
In other news, I finally found myself a super cute, “I can wear these in the winter” shoe. What do you think?