Italian for Skivvies

In Rome, a man's quest for underwear.

My husband's luggage was lost on a trip to Rome. Since he speaks some Italian, buying clothes was easy—until it came time to get underwear. We saw a shop with socks in the window and figured we'd found a likely place. I stood outside but looked in after some time. My husband was trying to tell an old Italian woman what he wanted, to no avail. Though I don't speak the language, I thought I'd help. I went in and said, "Fruit of the Loom!" The woman yelled, "Ah, Frutta de Looma!" He got his underwear. Marie Campanelli Sfameni, Lynbrook, N.Y.

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