littlek wrote:I imagine most macho latinos don't cook risotto, make their own pizzas, or travel with assorted cases of herbs.
Oh yes they do, of course they do - and
their risotto, and
their pizzas will be the best, like none of you could ever make, and of
course he should bring his own herbs, its not like anything you got there is like the stuff he knows from home (mama?), and you
know that nothing is right like the stuff from home (mama?).
Yep, he really reminds me of that Portuguese guy in our place.. Who was, truth said, really a well-meaning, mostly always cheerful and lively guy; just completely oblivious, to other people and specifically to any kind of need for him to adapt or accomodate (rather than vice versa); and completely provincial (everything is 'strange', nothing is good, and he ended up mostly hanging out with other Portuguese male exchange students).
On the other hand, he never got angry (just wide-gesturingly incomprehending if others got angry with him); was almost always outgoing and jovial, was maddeningly but also endearingly naive, liked good food (as long as it was familiar) and knew how to have a good time. He didnt drive me half as crazy as he did the Portuguese girl in the place, but then again I didnt have to share kitchen and bathroom with him, and I didnt have that thing going where he reminded her of everything that exasperated her about her typical male compatriots..