You are quite funny Madame.
I lived in MA for a few years in the late 70’s. What an experience that was for a blond Southern Irish girl visiting the North End! Some of those Italians felt sorry for me I guess. It could have been brutal if not dangerous. Must have been my Southern accent. Frankly, most of them had never heard a real one before. Only the hick TV BS. They looked after me like daughter.
Congrats on your escape to one of the most beautiful places on earth!
The funny thing is the North End was for years the safest place to live in Boston if you were a decent, hardworking person. It's been years since I was there and I don't know if it's still true but it was then.
True story: one of my kid sister's friends moved there right out of college because she'd gotten a job in the area. A local wiseguy welcomed her to the neighborhood and told her that if she had any trouble with anyone to let him know and he'd take care of it.
They understood the concept of not crapping in your own back yard.
And the food was fabulous! :-)
Congrats on your escape to one of the most beautiful places on earth!
Thanks, you're a gracious lady.
I've always had a soft spot for Southerners, feisty but polite.
It might be my Irish blood that's the link.