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Hello there friends!! I have returned to you safe and sound and stuffed to the gills! I tell you Italian folks can co-ook! I had to roll myself away from every meal and y'all know I didn't miss a one. The most amazing part is how fresh everything is. I mean you couldn't find a jarred pasta sauce with both hands and a flashlight; if it ain't fresh, it ain't going on their table - an ideology I fully support...on other people's tables of course. Upon landing in the States, I immediately went to the grocery store and stocked up on pre-packed meals and frozen burritos cause who are we kidding, this fat girl isn't slaving away over a stove when there's Ti-Vo to be watched and thank you notes to be written.

Now I have returned to the big City just in time for freak night, and no Southerners, that is not every night in Manhattan. Halloween is observed with particular fervor here, as all repressed office slubs attempt to seduce their co-workers in sexy nurse costumes or some such predictable skankiness. While I have hard and fast Rules for Halloween Costumes, they do not all include having your breasts fall out all over the place. Unfortunately, these uptight girls, trapped all day in hi-rise hell, treat Halloween like a tawdry sex fantasy they want to share with 8 million of their closest friends.

But what can I say, it's New York City, if you can't hang out here, where can you? God, it's good to be home!