I consider my kitchen an Italian deli. For lunch I have leftover zuchinni (fresh from the garden) parm, but instead of parm Dad used crumbled Asiago and instead of marinara he used fresh tomatoes from our garden. And my coworker has a pb n' j. I think I saw her drool when I pulled my food out of the microwave.
i have to go to delis
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marry italian.
workin' on it! got an irish/italian situation goin' on.
This is like the best advice I've ever heard ;)