(continued from: “The Bishop”)
A sudden draft made me shiver, and as I was wondering how this was possible in this heat of summer, the door of Mother Ferocia’s office swung open, revealing a stocky, authoritarian woman. ‘Greetings, my children, may the lord bless you and your loved ones. Please step into my chambers’, she said, [...]
It was almost eight o’clock in the evening when we arrived at the restaurant of which Catharina had spoken of. We were ushered to a private corner and the waiter brought us “bruschette” with fresh tomato paste and garlic. Apparently the restaurant decided what their clients were going to eat, as nobody seemed to be [...]
(continued from: “Latin Dreams“)
Giovanni returned around midnight, smiling from ear to ear, and in the company of his French girlfriend Giselle. After being introduced, Giselle immediately started to complain about the perceptible smell of garlic on our breath. She kept on going about garlic being the food of the lower classes, and about the superiority [...]
Ronald told me he planned to travel to Nice on the French Riviera, and we hugged and said goodbye at the elevator of Catharina’s place. At ten in the morning the apartment was already filling up with a most curious mix of people, all friends of Catharina, and all seemingly happy and excited to see [...]
(continued from “The Genovese Connection“)
Catharina’s room gave to a large roof terrace, where her mother grew all of her herbs and geraniums. Ronald was installed in Catharina’s brother Pippo’s room for the night and I was supposed to sleep on a stretcher in Catharina’s room.
Pippo was a 9 year old, good humored boy, with an [...]
