Now this is not all I have to tell about my time in Palermo, but completing work on the turbo-generator, it was time to go back home. So I flew to Rome to start the journey back home.
At the Rome airport while waiting for the next flight to Paris, I had lunch at the airport. Ordering my lunch from a waiter who spoke very good English, I included a glass of cold milk. I heard him call the order to the cooks. including " A glass of cold milk." As I was eating I discovered I had gotten a glass of "calda"
milk. Calda in Italian is warm. Some times you just have to accept the misunderstandings between languages.
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Interesting that you specified "cold" milk when ordering rather than just a glass of milk. For the locals, at what temperature would it have been served?
ReplyDeleteYou are actually "lucky" you got a glass of milk at all :) -- many European adults NEVER drink milk. When I was pregnant in Germany, I had to buy my own milk and stash it in the gasthaus where I was staying -- they didn't keep enough milk on hand for "drinking" and cooking!
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