La Caduta del Impero Americano






After a sleepless night and a tragic morning, we drove to Adrano just to get outside our heads. I asked Elena to recommend a wine that pairs well with scorched patria.

Mariella and Vincenzo had a nice lunch of braised rabbit and antique grain bread, along with a wine di Cazzo -- The Dick -- as a joker. They knew we needed a laugh. They took care of us.

We went comatose the rest of the day.

Today, grieve.

Then, we must help those who will be hurt by this tragic outcome.

And it clinches the fact we need an escape place.

The fall of the American Empire has begun. And it's the voters who are to blame.

My kids reached out. Friends reached out. This wonderful family reached out.

But losing my country still hurts like hell.


Vincenzo had wine "of the dick" for us for lunch today.

Sicilian School buses


Smells wonderful 

Shave and a haircut, few euros






 

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