The church E is working for this summer is fairly small and very community-oriented. On the last Saturday of each month the men and the women takes turns going for a night out to fellowship and eat.
This past Saturday was the girls turn, and we met for bowling and pizza.
It was so natural and I was struck again that I was so far from home – it felt just like a regular girl’s night out! [Despite the language barrier…but that’s for another post] There was chatting, laughing, cheering, consoling, and encouraging.
All the women of the church means all – babies included!
In Italy, the way they eat pizza is really different from ordering pizza in the US. Here, they only have one size (about 14” in diameter?), about 50 different varieties, and everyone orders (and eats!) an entire pizza themselves!
Thankfully I got some good advice + menu translation and loved my pizza, Sfiziosa (sausage, mushroom, mozzarella, gorgonzola—like nothing you’ve had before)
It was a delightful evening.
(a gelato cake from Calabria)
