Thursday, November 8, 2012
"An Italian Summer Picnic"
My mother would cook sauce from scratch. We ate and drank all day. Wine, beer and soda for us. The feast lasted all day.
I remember once saying to my mother, Ma.. I saw these people.. they came into the park with a little basket. They pulled a blanket from the basket and sat down Then they took a sandwich from the basket and began to eat it. She replied "They don't know how to eat."