In Italy, you’re not supposed to order cappuccino after breakfast. Luckily, we knew this rule before we arrived. What we did not realize, however, is that there’s a rule like that for everything. At least that’s what it felt like to us. I was in Milan for a couple of days of meetings last month, so Eliza joined me and we made a little vacation out of it.
Milan’s not a tourist city and it has a pretty prickly reputation, so this probably wasn’t what you imagine when you think “Italian vacation.” Still, we had a nice time, ate a lot of great food, and received lots of dirty looks when we unwittingly broke every little rule of Milanese life.