I was raised in Brazil in an Italian descent house. While for lunch we were having rice and beans (typically Brazilian), for dinner we would have homemade pasta. And when I say homemade I mean even the dough. I might not speak Italian, but I'm very good when I swear in this language. Recently I'm living in Italy, in Milan. I work in an advertising agency during the day as a copywriter. And I love it!! Though my boyfriend is a little far, in Paris, we still talk every day on the phone in French, of course. I used to live with him in France. During this time I learned how to speak French and how to adapt to an entirely different culture. It's complicated, but after a few steps, the French were lovely.