Perhaps it is the smell of a recent by-election in the air, or the fact that I am mired in an inner-city left-wing caffe-latte sipping ghetto, but I really had to write about la dolce vita and Italy today. I fully understand that with all the turmoil and hardship abroad in the world right now, not being in Italy is really not something to complain about. Nevertheless, this blog has to touch on the good things in life from time to time, and those pastries really were tasty. Perhaps this weekend I should sit in the sun at Brunetti in City Square, and just pretend: yes, that will do. In the meanwhile, forgive the indulgence.