Pizzaiolino

We spent a sunny Sunday (with Grammy in tow) wine tasting, playing bocce and treating ourselves to a pizza lunch. 

Marco and Jeff always check out a restaurant's pizz oven make friends with the pizzaiolo.  On this trip, Marco flew solo.  He went over, checked out the oven and struck up a conversation with the waiter about it.

I love this series of photos that really shows how serious their conversation was and how great the waiter was about chatting with Marco.  Yes, he got a good tip.

In other Zagat rating news, they also let Marco make his own dough creation to put in the oven.  He said he wanted his to look like a lemon.  And it did.

This was the girls view at the winery.  As we sipped wine at the walk-up tasting window, the boys played bocce ball.

 Che giorno Italiano, no?

Good Form

Notes from the range: 

Hot day - check.

Cold beer - check.

Good form - check.

Heavenly spotlight - check.

Marco giving tips to the man next to him... check.    

Eek. 

Super Photos

Here are a few super photos of our super friends and family from a super party.  Super.

The Cecchin boys!  (Don't be mad Uncle Tom.)

The Sleepover

We're going to need a bigger bed.


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The Ladies Who Help You Cook

Jeff told Marco it was time. "Mama made meatballs when she was four, I made meatballs when I was four, how old are you?" "Four!"

So we made polpettini.



Marco saw this fabulous photo that we keep in our kitchen and said, "Those are the ladies who help us cook, right mama?"



"Right, baby." Oh my, he has know idea how true that is.


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