No, I do not realize I am screaming when I talk, I am sorry for your ear drums.
I can eat more in one meal than non- Italians can eat in one day, thanks to my grandmother always making me eat more than I could handle as a child.
My hands will never not be moving when I am telling a dramatic story, get used to it.
If you want to date me you better be ready to date my entire family, and meet them on our first date.
My mother is the scariest woman you will ever meet when she is angry.
We eat dinner on Sunday at 2 oclock in the afternoon…it is not lunch get it right
People give me agada when they don’t know what agada is.
People wear sweatpants on holidays? That’s a thing? We look like we are going to a wedding on holidays.
If someone doesn’t argue about politics, religion, or the color of the sky at a family event something isn’t right.
There is nothing else in this world any of us Italians would rather be.