Posts tagged "Italian American"

100th Birthday Party: Just how long ago was 1913?

Anyone who reads this blog knows one thing – I’m from New Jersey. Yes, I lived in Manhattan, where I met H, who was transferred to Chicago in 2008. But, I was born and raised in Jersey. Still, I always knew I had cousins in Chicago. Not cousins in spirit but actual, blood-related cousins. How... Read more »

The Story of My Family

My great grandfather (my father’s mother’s father) came here from Italy in the early part of the last century with his two brothers.  They settled in Newark, New Jersey. Legend has it that, one night, one of his brother’s beat someone up.  (How classy)  Really bad, actually.  So bad, in fact, he thought he killed... Read more »

Is it allergies or is it ...

the eyes!! *cue thunder, lightning, old Italian lady hunched over with big knuckles and thinning hair (but a heart of gold) ‘Tis the season … of allergies.  Ugh! And, I’m reminded of this entry from the Archives. ~~~ FINALLY, my headache is gone.  I had the worst headache for two straight days. And, I wondered... Read more »
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Today is National Pastry Day! My cannoli memories ...

Growing up in New Jersey, the best cannoli were from Ferrara’s in Newark.  I never ate the shell, only the cream. I still only spoon out the cream if I’m eating a cannoli in the privacy of my own home. If I’m around other people, I eat the shell so I don’t look stupid. I’m... Read more »

An open letter to my dear Snooki, from one Italian girl to another on Yom Kippur

Dear Snooki: I never thought I’d say this but you said something in an interview this week that reminded me of, ahem, me. Before you get defensive, read here on how I feel about you and your fellow Jersey Shore folk.  I actually like you. I really do. What you said was that you want... Read more »

2nd season of Jersey Shore begins tonight

The Jersey fascination continues.  [I realize I've written a lot about NJ/NYC in the past few days.  I must be homesick again.  I'll have to do something about that - I must live in the moment and do something very Chicago - maybe I'll go to a festival this weekend, eat a hot dog and... Read more »
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