When I was a kid, and given that we weren't particularly close to my Grandpa, I never knew I was 1/4 Italian. Teachers would constantly ask about my rare last name, wondering about its origins and guessing correctly from where it came from. (I didn't know where it came from until much later in life.) I would just shrug my shoulders and say, "Yea, I guess so." I have always related much more to my Mexican background because we've always remained close to my Grandma. However, that never stopped my dad from taking us to Pizza Hut every Saturday night or myself from making spaghetti and lasagna on my own. I would like to say that the Mother Ship was calling us home. We answered.
Changing the subject...
This is what I would like to do on Tuesday. The only problem is the drink. I don't drink but damnit, I love me A Christmas Story.
3 comments:
Take me with you. I'll drink for you. That dinner pairing/movie combo sounds AWESOME. We have a cinema draft house here but they only serve standard bar food/drink. Yours is way cool, like Clarissa.
I think we are seriously leaning towards going. We used to live just 2 blocks from the cinema then moved back into town. :9
I always had a crush on Sam. Just me?
Just us.
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