Our milk came not in
Our milk came not in cartons nor in jubs but in cardboard boxes, that weren’t refrigerated until opened. "Grifo Latte- Centro di Latte di Perugia" they all read, a phrase that would become very familiar to me after weeks of exposure to it. It was "parzialmente scremato", that is, partly skimmed, but it still didn’t taste quite like the milk I was accustomed to in the States. Thicker, perhaps.
Breakfast food was also provided by Signette, so it wasn’t anything very Italian or otherwise exciting. There was mass-produced yogurt, and cereal, and fruit, and it made for a fairly decent morning repast.
Repast, by the way, is a word that sounds wrong for breakfast. Yes, i know that the "past’ part is from "pastus", food, but still. It’s the morning! Nothing is "past" yet!
As the breakfast person, my duties also included cleaning up after everyone else. So I was one of the later ones down to the vans (although by no means late! this was still the first day!). I grabbed a liter-bottle of water, which had been provided for everybody, picked up my brown briefcase-bag, and pattered down the stone front stairs and out to the two vans, which were in the process of loading. I ended up in Gravus’ van, as I had done the day before and was to do every day after.
They drink a lot of things from boxes in Europe, in my experience. Milk, juice, everything.
August 3rd, 2002 at 3:29 pmWine in a box!
August 4th, 2002 at 6:35 amNo, actually, I think that’s a generally American kind of travesty.
August 5th, 2002 at 12:16 amMmmmmm… asti spumante on tap… LOL
August 5th, 2002 at 12:22 amWell, I know they have wine in a box in Italy. That’s where I first saw it. There were a number of Australians there who seemed to be discovering it for the first time.
August 5th, 2002 at 1:13 amI remember milk in a box, in Italy, from 1980 or 1981.
October 13th, 2002 at 12:35 am