Haven’t I told the story about being Italian on my blog here? Oh, then, yes, I’m Italian. I tell that story a lot — I mean, a lot, on my Facebook page, it seems kind of weird telling it here. It’s not really the kind of professional blog I’m keeping where you’d say those kind of things. Also I’m not really a professional Italian they way you’d think someone with professional blog intentions would make themselves seem, like I know everything about being Italian. Quite on the contrary. I don’t. My story is rather science fiction-ey and so I keep it clean to the pages of Facebook where I see those kinds of thoughts transpiring about being Italian and also American or also not being sure if there were ever Martians in ancient Italy. It just goes on from there, including beliefs about Greeks who sailed ships in prehistory and colonized America. But I say that often everywhere else I can.
I am hoping people will enjoy the same kinds of recipes that I do since I don’t cook and so I try to choose interesting ones. My Facebook page is usually a sad slaughter of recipes daily that are difficult for people to get to over many weeks and so the blog archives them well.
The reason why I didn’t want to do this earlier is because I don’t feel like saying things on a blog that I would on my Facebook page, as I’ve said.
So yes, I am Italian.