Eat like an Italian
Jun 24, 2019
2 minutes
I was invited to a summer wedding in Tuscany. For reasons that seem utterly trivial now, I wasn’t able to go, but the rest of my family flew over for the occasion. The groom was my brother’s childhood friend and so my brother was the best man. My mother and sister were the entourage. I was
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