True, but that would have confused a lot of people. Seriously though, I have an aunt in Buffalo (my father's sister) who is such a great cook that I swear she uses witchcraft. And my other aunt who still lives back in Italy may be an even better cook! My memories of visiting Italy as a kid pretty much all revolve around food. EVERYTHING was fresh off the farm. Even the lamb we had was killed that morning before we left to see Rome. We came back for dinner and I smelled lamb, which I LOVE. Then it hit me, I didn't hear or see the lamb outside that morning. My father looked at me and asked if I was still going to eat it. I said, "of course"! Chickens, rabbits, cows, pigs...all roamed the land and got eaten the same day they met their demise. Fresh figs from the trees. Fresh eggs from the chickens. Home made pasta rolled and cut BY HAND. Every stinking string of it! And the freaking meatballs!!! Good lord they were SOOOOO good!!!