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Family Dinner

“I’ll make him an offer he can’t refuse”! The famous quote from “The Godfather” has popped into my mind quite frequently this week.
Except you’d have to replace the “him” with a “her” (aka me) and the offer I can’t refuse has more to do with Aperol Spritz and prosciutto con melone at an indecent hour (read: right after breakfast) rather than money.

My family is not from the Mafia, but with Ton as our “Padre” it very much feels like a Sicilian Clan when we gather every evening at our huge wooden table that bends under the load of delicious food, juicy fruits and heavenly wine. And just like in the movies, the discussions are loud, lively, with lots of gestures and “i” endings (schnabuletti! wini! enjoy-i!) as you can’t help but develop a kind of Italian-Tourette being here (for the record: Prada will never be pronounced Prad-i).

Well, I guess there’s nothing left to say but (to use another “family” quote): “Leave the gun. Take the cannoli!”
Good appetit-i and PROST-I!


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