[This is the Ardore castello, the 12th-century castle in the town of Ardore Superiore,where my Nana was born and raised. When we visited it in 2001,
one of my cousins promptly dubbed it "our castle."]
Sunday, February 24, 2008
55/366: Terese
Nana would serve us fried squash blossoms, homemade pasta with sauce made from her garden’s tomatoes, wine from Nonno’s cellar, and always, the incredible bread that no one could duplicate. The smells in her kitchen were intoxicating. She ruled South Bend/Mishawaka. Four hundred people, including the mayor, attended her funeral.
[This is the Ardore castello, the 12th-century castle in the town of Ardore Superiore,
where my Nana was born and raised. When we visited it in 2001,
one of my cousins promptly dubbed it "our castle."]
[This is the Ardore castello, the 12th-century castle in the town of Ardore Superiore,where my Nana was born and raised. When we visited it in 2001,
one of my cousins promptly dubbed it "our castle."]
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Oh, you should just hear some of the stories. She was her own little Cosa Nostra.
This explains a lot about you.
All (14) of us Fragomeni girls are Nana's girls.
Now I'm hungry.
Great castle too.
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