Living in the Knightsville neighborhood of Cranston , I see the best
of Italo-American culture : centered on family, food, and church,
preserved with gusto and vitality, and human warmth.
I commend
the restaurant for thinking about the earthquake victims in those
precious old Italian towns.My grandparents came from them more than a
century ago.
" Nobody ever starves around happy Italians ", I
told my woman friend living in the Randal Manor. I was serving her a
dish of pasta. I think we will visit this Italian restaurant soon.
If a time machine were really possible, I would love to have lunch in ancient Pompeii. Ciao.
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