Ciao everybody!
I have a wonderful news to a
tell you all a today. As a you all a know, my a Godfather, Guido,
has a sent me an up-and-a-coming chef to assist a me in a my quest
to beat Mr. LaGasse in a the cookoff in a March. When a he arrived
yesterday, I had a the strangest feeling like we had a met before.
When he a entered the restaurant he just a looked at me and a gave a
me a big a hug. When a I asked him a his name, he told a me it was a
Benito. I said a, "What a coincidence!". I was a honored
that a his parents would a name their child after me.
"No", he a said, "it's not a coincidence". Then
he a asked me to a sit down because he had a something to a tell a
me. "Do you remember when you used to be head chef at
Scardino's in Chicago in 1950?". I told him that a yes, I
remember. "Do you remember Bertha D'Angelo, the woman who used
to wait on tables there?" he continued. I had a to stop and a
think a for a minute. "Oh yes", I a told him, "Big a
Bertha?". "Well" he replied, "she's my
mother". I said," Oh, don't a get me a wrong, we used a to
call her a Big a Bertha because she a had such a big heart".
"No need to explain", he said, " she still weighs 300
lbs.". We a both laughed at a my embarrassment.
I a started to drift back a into
time and a the memories started to a come back a to me like it was a
yesterday. Me and a Bertha used to a be bosom buddies(if a you know
what I a mean) in the 50's.
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