
I miss the GOOD OLE DAYS!
My dad's parents would have everyone over
I. MEAN.EVERYONE.
There would be tons of food from
Octopus, Squid, Cani, salad,
bread, sea urchin, calimari, crab,
and every fish you could think of.
For those of us who preferred American
food we went to Mikey D's and got
a HAPPY MEAL.
My favorite time was my
Nonno and I making squid. I
being the go for it type of
child would get the LIVE
squid and put them in the sink
and prep them for the feast.
I didn't eat them couldn't after
seeing them alive. But boy
did we have fun cleaning them.
Did I mention I got pinched more
times than I can count and I had
to wear black because they would
ink me. Poor buggers.
My dad was in charge along with
many of his brothers, cooking the fish.
The women (or sisters) would do the rest.
Can you image over 30 people in a house all
getting along and eating. Speaking Italian and I
being a full fledged American understanding
and laughing along with them. The kids of
course had to sit at the kids table but we
would sneak salad and extra bread and
just GRUB.
That was a tradition that we did every
Christmas EVE. I miss those times. I miss
being with family and just enjoying the time
together. It was never about opening
gifts it was the true meaning
and what I plan to instill into my children.
That family makes the season not what
you expect to get from others.