What I learned today was that I can embrace my Italian side. Hot Mama made me some spaghetti for dinner and I thought it was delish. They’re these thin noodles slathered in sauce, and I got it all over my mouth and bib. To be honest, I couldn’t have enough of it. And like Popeye eating Spinach, my Italiano grew with every bite.
So if you see me talking more with my hands, now you know why.
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