that’s great. My second generation italian friends eat great. third generation not as well. we are all in our 40s.
one group of friends speaks fluent italian and eats like the homeland, the others speak none and eat like americans lol.
it’s a comfort thing for me, terrible food. i know it. it’s just hard to change.
i see a McDonalds and my anxiety goes down lol.
the mind can be a very strange thing.