Denise trying to be Italian

We are at the hotel having breakfast....I'm blogging and Denise is eating......wow what a surprise...(too far?)

So she is trying to be Miss Italy with the little bit of prosciutto, some salami, a prune and a fresh date on her plate.  She comments, "your mom would love this"....on account of the crazy looking thing on her plate called a fig.

She gives the fig a nice size sample bite and her face becomes one of disgust.....she mumbles, I like my figs dried with sugar and caramelized....she takes the rest of the fig and throws it in our little waste receptacle on the table "This ones gonna take a dive"  So much for going native.

BTW...One thing Italians do is put a trash bucket on your table.  Take it from a tea drinker....it's a great little service.