In America most everybody who's Italian is half Italian. Except me. I'm all Italian. I'm mostly Sicilian, and I have a little bit of Neapolitan in me. You get your full dose with me.
My grandfather worked in a shoe factory - he was an Italian immigrant. My father was the first to go to college in the family.
My stepmother Angela is an Italian from New York City. I based Rhoda on her and a Jewish friend named Penny Ann Green. People often said that Rhoda seemed to be Italian. That was the Angela seeping through.
I'm proud of my Italian roots, and I've always believed that I would get the chance to fight for the belt.
See, food I can talk about. I'm Italian, I know the food.
As you may know, I was raised in an Italian Catholic family in Baltimore, Maryland.
I grew up in Italy, so for me, Naples pizza is the only type of pizza that there really is.
My father bought a house in Panther Hollow. We were the first Italians in the neighborhood.
On the Italian side, we can trace the family back 2,000 years. I have a cousin in Rome, a famous archaeologist, Count Andrea Carandini, who was in Lombardy and came across some pottery with the original name of the family, Carandinus, painted on it.
My Italian-American heritage, of which I'm very proud and with which I identify strongly, surfaces in several of my novels.
I would move back to Italy, but only to Napoli. I speak with respect for all of the clubs I played for, but all of my family and those who know me already know that this is where I left part of my heart.
Coming from immigrant Italian people, the one thing you do is work hard.
The Italian culture and values have significantly shaped who I am, and I would never intentionally demean or degrade the very culture that has been so integral to my life.
My family grew up in Florence. There I became what I am now, and those are things that cannot be forgotten.
My grandfather's family used to own a pasta factory in Naples and they would go door-to-door selling their pasta. So his love of food came from his parents, which was then passed down to my mother and then again to me.
When I grew up in Italy in the 1950s, it was still very agricultural. Food was very important; produce was very important. Everyone made their own olive oil. It took me a long time after I moved here to understand that Americans are much further away from their food.
I am a transporter of the Italian culture - culinary culture, family culture - because I love it, I thrive in it, and I think it's the right way.
I was glad to see Italy win. All the guys on the team were Italians.
My father is Italian, and I never met my paternal grandparents. The family name was 'Caroselli' and it was changed in the mid '50s. I think they wanted to assimilate, which was pretty common, although I love the name 'Caroselli.'
there are two types of the male species of Homo sapiens: men, and Italian men.
I remember when we did our first read-through, Sonny [Bono] looks at the script and he goes, "Okay, I'll see you guys later. Chai-ay-oh!" And I said, "It's ciao! Aren't you Italian? C-i-a-o doesn't spell 'chai-ay-oh.'" Sonny's dead, so he won't be embarrassed if I tell that story.
When it comes to my style, I'm a proper Italian woman of the modern age!
Hillary Clinton was actually inducted into the Irish American Hall of Fame yesterday. Hillary said she's very proud of her Irish heritage or her Italian heritage or her Asian heritage. Whatever it takes to seal the deal with you guys. I've got to get into that Oval Office.
He was an Italian kid traveling in China, and I'm of Italian decent with a fascination for China. So, I always felt this connection to him and lived vicariously through the travels of Marco Polo.
I was born in Messina, Sicily. I stayed there until I was 18 and finished my studies.
