[notpoliticallycorewrecked]

I was adopted by an Italian family, complete with a Sons of Italy membership.

Therefore # 5, 9, 11, 16, 20, 21 and 22 apply.

Her wedding reception was on the back patio of her parent's home. The pool table was in the center of the patio with an out side fridge. Certain pool shots required you to open the fridge to take a shot.

[gracie1]

My grandmother had a beehive oven in the garage for baking bread. My grandfather made wine in the garage and stored the casks in the basement. My father remembers being scolded as a kid for wanting coffee. "Here, have'a some wine"!