BellisimaBelinda BeautyByBelinda

They seek her there,

They wonder if she’s anywhere.

That elusive smile, so sweetly trimmed…

Belinda marched confidently into a tiny Sardinian shop, smiled at the owner, and proudly announced her carefully rehearsed Italian.

Except… instead of asking for Pecorino, she somehow managed to ask for something completely different.

Five minutes later she walked out carrying a large bag of sheep feed, a bottle of Mirto, and what may or may not have been a garden hose.

The shopkeeper was laughing.

The lady behind her was laughing.

A passing fisherman was laughing.

Belinda wasn’t entirely sure why everyone found it so funny.

She only realized her mistake when a sheep followed her all the way to the parking lot.

Moral of the story: In Sardinia, always double-check your Italian. Especially if livestock start looking at you expectantly. 🐑🧀🍷😄

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To answer what I actually ordered instead of pecorino here goes (please note I’m blushing like hell now..)

Belinda confidently asked for “pecorina”, thinking it was simply the feminine version of pecorino.

The shopkeeper nearly dropped a wheel of cheese.

The lady behind the counter turned bright red.

Two old men playing cards suddenly became very interested in the conversation.

Belinda smiled proudly, completely unaware that pecorina has a rather cheeky double meaning in Italian that has absolutely nothing to do with cheese.

“Are you sure that’s what you’re looking for?” the shopkeeper asked.

“Yes, absolutely!” said Belinda.

By now, the entire shop was trying not to laugh.

Ten minutes later she left with a perfectly good piece of Pecorino, a new Italian vocabulary lesson, and the uneasy feeling that she had accidentally become the most entertaining tourist in Sardinia.

To this day, whenever someone mentions cheese, the locals ask: