When I was younger all of my friends were Italian. They called me Elliot Ness. Many of my friends had their grandmother or grandfather from Italy living with them. The best Italian food wasn't from a restaurant, but from the dinners their mother's cooked. I always managed to be at one of my friend's house around dinner time. I remember they always ate, at least, 4 courses. One night I was so stuffed after the 3rd course, that I passed on the 4th course only to have my friend's father yell at me for disrespecting his wife's cooking.
Ahh, to have those home cooked Italian meals again.
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Avalon, NJ, Captiva Island, FL, TV Land.
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