Listen, you just don't know what it's like over here. Starting in mid-october at the latest every grocery store, bakery, and gas station in town is trying to make me buy a panettone. Not just your standard old-world candied fruit affair neither: savory, chocolate, doce de leite, ganache, gianduia. Panettones the likes of which Italy could never imagine. So yeah, yeah, I did fail no panettone november. Yeah I broke into one yesterday. I didn't save it for the holiday season. But you don't get to judge me if you don't have to live with the reality of these streets, man.