gets me every time
My great grandparents came over from Italy to New York and lived in the Village. They were bakers and opened up a pastry shop with their cousins, called “Gatti-Ruggeri Pastries and Cakes”. It actually became pretty renowned in the city, and Eleanor Roosevelt would always come in with her dog, Fala. They never had a ton of money, but business was good.
My grandpa worked for his parents in the shop and was also going to Columbia College at the time, studying French and Italian. One day he gets this invite to dinner from the new senator from Arkansas, Senator Fulbright. He tells him about his brand new fellowship program where students could study overseas, and that my grandpa had been selected to go to Italy.
My grandpa thanks him, goes home and is mulling over the idea. The next day he goes to work at the shop, and a long time, regular customer comes in.
He says, “Hello, Mario. How are you?”
And my grandpa goes on to tell him about having dinner with Fulbright, and how he was nervous at the idea of leaving New York, but that it was a big opportunity for him. And that he wasn’t sure if he should do it or not.
The customer just sort of looked at my grandpa, quiet for a second. And then he said very seriously, very sincerely,
"Oh, but, Mario. You make such beautiful cakes."
flier for Beth & my DJ night at Danny’s last night
XO Happy Birthday, Sun Ra XO