Have you ever been to Italy? I have, many times in fact. Being from Slovenia, a neighboring country, Saturday trips to Italy with my friends have been our little pleasures. After a pleasant day, our necessary ritual was going to a local osteria, sitting at a square table with a red and white table cloth, having un bicchiere di vino and a fresh home made ravioli, tortellini, media lunas, lasagna, or gnocchi, and engaging in conversation with the friendly waiter, who was waiving his hands all the time as if he would talk with them.