The Rest of the Sotry Bit by Bit Part II:

So, the weekend after Venice I spent doing something exceptionally cool (or dorky, depending onwho you ask), but either way not doing anything particularly Italian. So I will take this edition of the rest of the story to tell you my thoughts about Cortona, the town. This is for the information of anyone who wants to know what life is really like in Cortona.

The food:
First off, the hostel, where I ate four out of seven times a week (though I hear that next year the students may be living somewhere else). The food was good, great, delicious, depending on who you asked. Some people were impressed, others found something to be desired. As for me, myself, personally, I rather liked it. It was good. In general, you'd get a pasta plate for a first course, which would consist of one or more types of pasta every evening. The pastas included tomato (tomato), carbonara (egg, cheese and bacon), pesto (this green stuff made from basil or something), creamy tomato, zucchini, ragu (meat sauce), garlic and oil and, not a pasta but sometimes still a first course, soup. Personally, there were some pastas that were absolutely delicious, and others that I would rather pass on. But generally, if you don't like what you're having one night, then at the very least, you can be assured of not having it the next day. Every night we'd get also a jug of table wine for the table. And, though it's nothing special as far as wine goes, it's not completely undrinkable. As a matter of fact, I enjoyed taking wine with my meals, and intend to continue doing so once I get home. Anyway, there is also water available for drinking for you non drinkers out there. For our second course, we'd get, in general, a meat dish with a salad. This includes things like roast chicken breast, pork, and quarter roast chickens. If the pasta we had for a first course had meat in it, however, we'd have caprese salad, which is tomato, mozarella/gorgonzolla and lettuce. We were fans of the roast chicken (especially since this is when Mama did her chicken dance) and a little iffy on the caprese, though I personally liked it. And for dessert, we would have tiramisu, puddings, or ice cream. And there was always a bowl of fruit at each meal. I liked the food. I like Italian food. It was good. It was by no means gourmet, so if that's what you want, go to a restraunt, you silly person.
Breakfasts at the hostel were ... well, they left a bit to be desired by North American standards. They included two types of cereals, various cakes, breads with various jams and spreads, coffee, tea and hot chocolate. A lot of students would just go out and buy either fruit or yoghurt to have at breakfast.

Ok, I'm tired, I'll continue this later.
Good night!