Be Mindful Of Reprimands
Lessons from my Nonna.
Every Sunday when she was a child, my Nonna would go to her grandmother’s house. It was a short walk to the “big house,” as they called it. The truth of it was that it wasn’t big at all, but to a child, I suppose all houses other than the one you live in can seem castle-like. My great-grandmother would make these excellent meals with soup chock full of meat, and fresh vegetables…