In Italian, food is rarely just food. It organizes time, relationships, and expectations. This column explores Italian sayings and proverbs as ways of thinking shaped at the table. These expressions preserve that knowledge in compact form. Read literally, they speak about eating.
Read more closely, they offer insight into how experience, pleasure, and social life are understood. The aim is simple: to treat language as another ingredient—handled with care, tasted slowly, and shared. No prior appetite required. It tends to arrive along the way.
