On Christmas Day, Honey and I decided to treat every one by providing the Christmas dinner. We bought lechon and chiffon cakes a few other goodies and she made spaghetti. I helped.
I watched as she took galic cloves and mashed them for the spaghetti sauce. The smell was all over the house. I reminded me of the days of my youth over my grandmothers house when i watched my grandmother do very similar things.
Marissa's favorite foods just happen to be spaghetti and pizza.
Suddenly it hit me. She smells and cooks 'Italian', MOF just like my grandma.
"You lied! your really Italian!!!"
She spent days trying to convince me she waws really Filipina. LOL
Bear
