I’ll admit that I’ve broken plenty of corks.
But I’ve never broken the corkscrew:
I was momentarily stumped.
Luckily, I remembered I bought a pair of pliers at Ikea! (I know, I know I swore I would never go back there).
In Italian, “corkscrew” is cavatappi. Cavatappi is one of my favorite Italian words because it feels like a curly-cue in your mouth as you say it. Gotta love onomatopoeia.
I was JUST about to say “onomatopoeia”!
LOL, I love your blog, it makes me laugh on a regular basis. Miss you. I’m counting down the days until we get to have espresso and chianti together.
XXo,
Neek Neek
Thank god for wine and thank god for Ikea…I wish I would have went over to Italy to live before I got married. Have fun! I love Rome.