As an American of Italian descent, I’ve had to withstand AWFUL jokes (as in not funny) from the likes of Nickcarraway and I’ve had to read about places called “Noodle Company” or some such wording.
Yet I’ve NEVER knelt while reading Free Republic.
Except for that one time when my hiatal hernia acted up after a particularly strong dish of gnocchi.
I thought you were half Italian and half Sicilian.
I am 100% Italian. I have blue eyes and blondish hair, at least what is left of the latter. That said, you won’t believe how many people think Italians are limited to what they see in movies. And yes people would even say “You can’t be Italian...” In the distant past, I would shut up those who questioned by saying “And what does an American look like to you?” Usually they took the hint.