On most of our world travels I have enjoyed breakfast buffets.  While I am not much of a breakfast eater at home, when someone else prepares it I love the fruit and cheese and yogurt and eggs!

In Italy the breakfasts were pretty sparse.  Sometimes yogurt, yucky cereal, salami and never an egg.  They eat eggs for dinner, not breakfast.

So our first morning back I wanted eggs.  With no groceries in the house we headed over to the local pancake house and I could hardly wait for the huge spinach and feta omlette.  As I was shoveling the food into my mouth (like I didn't eat enough in Italy?) Jack was (surprise) telling the waitress about our trip.  He told her we had been in Italy for several weeks and I think he was explaining why I wanted eggs.

She immediately said, "Oh, I want to go to Italy.  Did you have lots of wonderful Greek food?"

I almost choked on my omlette but managed to respond, "Actually, we ate mostly Italian food in Italy."

"Oh," she responded.  "That is good, too."

Huh?