In praise of nonnas…

Today I went to Sabina’s nonna’s funeral.  Sabina’s nonna was everything a nonna should be. Loving, strong, could cook for 50 people without breaking a sweat and could gossip for at least two countries – Italy and Australia. She knew everything that was going on. Kind of like Google, but only for things that really mattered like births, deaths, marriages, pregnancies and, most importantly, scandals. It’s easy to forget what nonnas like Sabina’s nonna did. With maybe a few suitcases and a few kids, they moved to a country where they didn’t know the language or the culture or the customs. But did it faze them? Nup, they got right on with it and set about creating a new life, their own little empires, rich with children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.  So here’s to nonnas who have passed, and to nonnas who are still with us. They demand our respect. RIP Maria Curatolo.