You know it’s Christmastime when the store fronts are covered in red, green, snowflakes, St. Nick (Babbo Natale here) and the like.
All of our favorite restaurants, cafes and coffee shops are decorated with charming touches. Coffee shops are really called “bars” here. It never ceases to make me laugh to hear my six-year-old daughter say – like she did this morning before we walked to her school – “Can we first stop over at the bar?!?”
I promise we’re only getting a pastry and sometimes I get a coffee – but never an alcoholic beverage – which they also sell – so the name really does make sense! It’s all about the bar that you stand in front of to eat behind – not about the beverage.. Wonder why we Americans limit the word to the saloon-type establishments..
Anyway, you really know it’s holiday time when even the local butchers get into the spirit. Here’s one of our neighborhood macelleria all festooned in holiday swag.
Time to get your Christmas on!
Buone feste, tutti!