Wishing I was back in Italy eating the freshest of the fresh. There really is nothing else like it in the world! But maybe I’m biased. My mom is Puerto Rican and Cuban and my dad is Italian. I had been raised primarily in an Italian household. My grandmother is a very small Italian woman born and raised in Brooklyn. Italian culture, food, and soul flow through my veins and I truly felt like I was home here.
Fino a quando ci incontreremo di nuovo, amore mio.