Okay, so after weeks of octogenarian confusion regarding how to access my blog, what is a blog, what is a computer, how do I turn on the computer, etc., I do believe that Nonni has now seen the family cookbook via the blog via printed pages delivered to her house. Thank goodness for the Pony Express.
However, she is now under the mistaken impression that: a) I am famous; and b) That, therefore, she is famous. She doesn’t realize that anyone, and I mean anyone, can write a blog. So, don’t tell her. Just play along. Shhh. No one has to know anything.
I hereby announce the formation of the Nonni fan club. I will be the president. I will send her a postcard and let her know how much I am enjoying learning all about her and her wonderful cooking. (You know I'm not kidding! E-mail me her address.)
Posted by: squeezyB | March 04, 2007 at 10:17 PM
She is famous. I really dig the family food stories, especially the nonni stories.
Posted by: Wandering Chopsticks | March 05, 2007 at 02:30 AM
Just tell her that she has fans out here, SqueezyB, I want to become a member!
Posted by: ilva | March 05, 2007 at 03:37 AM
Now that my famous daughter has made my mom famous, I hope she can find a little time for her dear old dad! Hollywood hasn't called yet and I'm getting a bit worried!
Posted by: Dad | March 05, 2007 at 11:04 AM
Dad, I do believe you'll be receiving some unexpected visitors soon. Pay no attention to the straight-jacket they put you in. It's the new Hollywood style.
A fan club for Nonni? Thanks, guys. She'll be so thrilled!
Posted by: Tammy | March 05, 2007 at 11:59 AM