Growing up in a large, poor Italian family didn’t have too many perks. If you were lucky, you got new clothes once a year, when your birthday rolled around, or your godparents came into a few extra bucks from betting on the ponies. I can remember getting a new pair of blue dungarees from myContinueContinue reading “YOU WILL EAT YOUR TRIPE AND LIKE IT!”
Cucinare, Mangiare, Amore = Cook, Eat, Love
