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Mercnbeth -> 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 9:34:07 AM)

Growing up Italian, the product of a "mixed" marriage between a Sicilian Mother and a Neapolitan Father, these represent my "facts of life".
 
"ITALIANS"

1. You have at least one relative who wore a black dress every day for an entire year after a funeral.

2. You spent your entire childhood thinking what you ate for lunch was pronounced "sangwich."

3. Your family dog understood Italian.

4. Every Sunday afternoon of your childhood was spent visiting your grandparents and extended family.


5. You've experienced the phenomena of 150 people fitting into 50 square feet of yard during a family cookout.

6. You were surprised to discover the FDA recommends you eat three meals a day, not seven.
 
7. You thought killing the pig each year and having salami, capacollo, pancetta and prosciutto hanging out to dry from your shed
ceiling was absolutely normal. (This is HARD CORE - Brooklyn/Staten Island Italian!)

8. You ate pasta for dinner at least three times a week, and every Sunday, and laughed at the commercial for Wednesday is Prince Spaghetti day.


9. You grew up thinking no fruit or vegetable had a fixed price and that the price of everything was negotiable through haggling.

10. You were as tall as your grandmother by the age of seven.

11. You thought everyone's last name ended in a vowel.

12. You thought nylons were supposed to be worn rolled to the ankles.

13. Your mom's main hobby is cleaning.

14. You were surprised to find out that wine was actually sold in stores.

15. You thought that everyone made their own tomato sauce.

16. You never ate meat on Christmas Eve or any Friday for that matter.


17. You ate your salad after the main course.


18. You thought Catholic was the only religion in the world. (Thought true until I got to high school, where I learned it wasn't the "only" religion, but it was the; "one 'TRUE' religion".)

19. Your were beaten at least once with a wooden spoon or broom.

20. You thought every meal had to be eaten with a hunk of bread in your hand. (Thought? Is that not true? Happy now that olive oil instead of butter is "fashionable". Growing up we did it because we couldn't afford buter! Olive oil came in a gallon tin.)


21. You can understand Italian but you can't speak it.

22. You have at least one relative who came over on the boat.

23. All of your uncles fought in a World War. (Most for the US.)

24. You have at least six male relatives named Tony, Frank, Joe or Louie.


25. You have relatives who aren't really your relatives.

26. You have relatives you don't speak to.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

27. You drank wine before you were a teenager.

28. You relate on some level, admit it, to the Godfather and the Sopranos. Your parents think "Godfather" is a documentary.


29. You grew up in a house with a yard that didn't have one patch of dirt that didn't have a flower or a vegetable growing out of it.

30. Your grandparent's furniture was as comfortable as sitting on plastic. Wait!!!! You were sitting on plastic.

31. You thought that talking loud was normal.


32. You thought sugared almonds and the Tarantella were common at all weddings.

33. You thought everyone got pinched on the cheeks and money stuffed in their pockets by their relatives.

34. Your mother is overly protective of the males in the family no matter what their age.

35. There was a crucifix in every room of the house.

36. Wakes would be held in someone's living room.

37. You couldn't date a boy without getting approval from your father. (Oh, and he had to be Italian)

38. You called pasta "macaroni".

39. You dreaded taking out your lunch at school. It was easy to pick out your brown bag by the oil stain.
 
40. Going out for a cup of coffee usually meant going out for a cup of coffee over Zia's house.

41. Every condition, ailment, misfortune, memory loss and accident was attributed to the fact that you didn't eat something.




bklynbbw -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 9:46:17 AM)

Hello,   I just had to say I love this post.  Almost everyword is true.  LOL   I would give anything to be able to sneak down to the basement with Nanu to see/taste if the wine was ready yet.   shhhhh   dont tell Nana.  lol    You brought back such good memories....thank you. 

Respectfully 
Jo




Moloch -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 9:47:18 AM)

Wow thansk Merc this makes me miss Brooklyn!  Thats before it went to shit... I remmber West 8th st and Ave P, and the block parties we had there. Best pizza I ever had was made in a cornery bakery by an old italian POW survivor WW2, he spoke Russian to me he was a very good man.




SirCurt -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 10:35:27 AM)

OMG that sounds like me but was little Italy in wilmington DE thatns Bro i needed a good lauh today




Moloch -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 10:57:56 AM)

Unfortunatley Brooklyn went to S@^t , it is no longer little Italy.




BitaTruble -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 11:03:14 AM)

quote:

 
7. You thought killing the pig each year and having salami, capacollo, pancetta and prosciutto hanging out to dry from your shed
ceiling was absolutely normal. (This is HARD CORE - Brooklyn/Staten Island Italian!)




Just an FYI - those who migrated to the West Coast DID bring this with them. ;)

Ciao!




moxieangel -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 11:16:43 AM)

this is hilarious & so true!!!!! I love this!!  my mother lived out most of this; but because we lived with my sicilian grandparents for a good while when i was a kid, this list speaks to and for me too.  did you call sauce gravy or sauce? we said sauce (upstate NY), while the NYC friends and family said gravy. 




Mercnbeth -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 11:37:00 AM)

quote:

did you call sauce gravy or sauce? we said sauce (upstate NY), while the NYC friends and family said gravy.


That's so funny! I got couple of emails pointing out I missed that item. Coming from my "mixed" background, my father side said "stir the sauce"; my mother side "stir the gravy". It used to confuse any 'vanilla' (aka - non-Italian), date I would bring to Sunday dinner, because they only saw one pot on the stove.




DameDarkness -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/22/2006 5:46:42 PM)

ok so there isnt suppose to be any itallian in my family but DAMN i can relate to most of these.[:D][:D][:D][:D][:D]

D




Saratov -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/23/2006 9:04:03 AM)

sooo you put tomato 'gravy' on pizza, spagetti, pasta.... ?




windchymes -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/23/2006 11:08:45 AM)

Yep.  And it's not a pizza, it's a pie. [:)]




Aileen68 -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/23/2006 11:16:01 AM)

Oh this is sooooo true.  
I have fond memories of my grandma putting up the sauce by five in the morning.
All the banging pots and pans...no sleeping late on a Sunday morning in that house.




Mercnbeth -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/23/2006 11:28:58 AM)

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sooo you put tomato 'gravy' on pizza, spaghetti, pasta.... ?


NEVER! Sunday 'gravy' is not the same as what you would put on a pizza, or as correctly pointed out by 'windchymes', your 'tomato pie'. As the name implies the 'tomato pie' has chopped chunks of tomatoes as a toping. But even without the chunks, pizza 'sauce' is different.

Now, if you were 'good' and there was some extra dough from making your 'macaroni' or 'pasta'; maybe you could convince your mom or grandma (she was an easy sell) to roll it out and fry it in oil. After browning, you could put some of the simmering gravy on top and some grated cheese and have a snack. If everyone was full from that course and you still had some left over dough you saved it for after dinner, fried it up, and instead of gravy you put sugar on it and called it 'desert'.

DAMN - I miss my grandma!




UtopianRanger -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/23/2006 1:24:40 PM)

Merc....

That was hella good[:D]

I was just telling someone in the messenger the other day that when my mother{every bone in her body is Sicilian} got real mad at me, I always got hit or chased with a broom.

The other thing is.....my mother won't wait on my sisters at all, but when I go down to the desert for a visit, she cooks and waits on me hand and foot. She has my bed made before I get out of the shower.LOL!

19 & 34 are especially on the money for me.And we had wine at the dinner table when I was 9.


 - The Ranger




groundling -> RE: 41 Things in the Life of an Italian Child (3/25/2006 7:47:28 PM)

I'm not Ittalian, but more than half of these apply to my family.




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