I really believe Nonna thinks I am starving.
Today, I come home ready to eat and find a delicious sight: grilled cheese.
Now, few people understand how much I love a grilled cheese sandwhich. Its probably one of my all time favorite things to eat – something about bread and cheese and butter makes my heart swell.
I sit down to eat my grilled cheese and some veggies, when Nonna walks up to me with an announcement:
Nonna: I makin you something else.
Me: Oh, thanks Non but this is enough.
Nonna: (pulls out of the oven sausage and potatos) You gonna eat it.
Me: Non, I really am ok.
Nonna: You gonna eat it now. Make me feel good.
Me: Ok (have a piece of sausage)
Nonna: No potatos?
Me: I didn’t feel like it.
Nonna: (starts to slam things around kitchen)
Me: Ok ok ok….(eats potatos)
Nonna: Do you know what today is?
Nonna: Feast of St. Paul. So I makin cavatelli and you need to eat it because you a sinner.
Nonna: Yes. You gonna eat it now.(pulls out bowl of pasta)
Me: Non, I have already eaten a grilled cheese, veggies, sausage, potatos…
Nonna: Its a devotion.
Me: Fine. (eats pasta like a good catholic?)
Nonna: time for dessert?
side note: Nonna has also taken to throwing surprises in my lunch….for example, today I packed my lunch box and when I get to work – surprise – two pieces of pizza. I know many of you are probably jealous..but really, how am I supposed to keep up my girlish figure with this?!