Sogni di Sicilia

With all that's been happening, I forgot to take out the organics garbage. Good thing it's not July. Later on today is the funeral, but I got up and dressed for it right away. The visitation is still going on. We stopped in to visit with a few people, and Mariella asked us to lunch with them. I protested, saying she's doing too much! " Piccolo, piccolo ," it's just a little lunch. Older brother Giuseppe arrived from Milano, his family still there due to work and school obligations. We chatted with him briefly, but because of the distance, he's the one we know the least (except what we see on the family chat group, which we're a part of). I believe Mariella and Vincenzo are hosting him as well as Luisa and Ciro. I checked if anything was needed, then we headed outside for a walk to Scandura, forgetting --until we got to each-- that both Scandura and Artigiana are closed Mondays. In fact, I also forgot it is Monday! It's finally beginning to look lik...

"It's raining". I  walk everywhere, but absolutely hate walking in the rain. "What are we going to do all day?" I asked Joe. "You know what Antonio would say," he responded. On what sadly became the farewell tour with Joe's sister, she asked this rain-day question of Antonio, the bartender at my friend's hotel in Sorrento. We all love Antonio. He smiled slyly, splayed his hands and shrugged his shoulders, saying, "If you are at home with an Italian man and can't go outside, well...." To which Mary wittily responded, "Then why do you have just one kid, Antonio? It hasn't rained much?" Even the proud macho Antonio got a laugh out of that! But Mary had a way of making anyone around her smile. And now Vincenzo just called Joe to join him on an errand, so "problem" solved. They took off, and later, so did I, to buy butter for making chocolate chip cookies. They saw me walking home as they drove back, and Vincenz...