Salute!

Un Prosecchino is really my musings of an Italian life over a glass of Prosecco at the end of the day.  I have lived here in Tuscany for the past ten years with my Italian husband and our daughter. Hanging out of my office window I can see a microcosm of Italian life in the piazza below, some elements of it have hardly changed for centuries such as the Gelateria, with 4 generations sitting around the table waiting for the after dinner customers.
Next door is the new trendy bar, whose owners have just returned after 23 years living in Paris and are trying to bring the elements of Parisian sophistication and culture to this little Tuscan city. I observe everyday life and even after ten years I’m always asking for explanations of how this beautiful but challenging country works. The shopkeepers talk of their frustrations, the  residents of the sacrifices they make for living in such a beautiful square and we all reflect on those who pass in and out of the piazza.
I have called my blog “Un Prosecchino” because like the Dutch, the Italians use diminutives to make the language more appealing, and when friends ring up and say would you like to join us for a “Prosecchino”, I always reply: “Si”.