FLORENCE, Italy - I´ve always been a planner, more cautious than spontaneous, better at strategies than surprises. Eight months in Italy has changed that. The things I never expected have been the best highlights of my experience. I never dreamed that soon after arriving for culinary school in Florence, I´d be thrown onto the front lines of its busy restaurant kitchen, frantically preparing prosciutto-wrapped chicken breasts for real, paying customers. I didn´t know I´d be the only American among my classmates. Now I have friends not only in Italy but in Taiwan, South Korea, India, Thailand, Turkey, Botswana and Brazil. Advertisement And I certainly didn´t expect that two months...
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