Italian night

It is always wonderful to be able to get together with friends to relax, visit and enjoy – with food being the focus. I am not sure when “it” all started but the sharing of food is synonymous with caring. Someone suffers a loss? Drop off a casserole. Celebrating a birthday? Take them out for supper. Friend in dire straits and need a hand? Bring over a pizza and have a visit. The international symbol of caring is the breaking of bread.
When the sun does down, the firepit comes out and friends and family gather around for friendship, sharing and companionship. I can honestly say I count myself lucky that although I cherish my family, my “extended family” with whom I break bread, share stories – the road – jokes and hugs – heartaches – heartbreaks – belly laughs and life in general are pretty fantastic people.

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