|May the seven in heaven keep the pasta hot, the finocchi cool and the wine room temperature|
I say most because I remember old school Italians wringing their hands while wearing black and saying the rosary until it's been long enough (a year or to a real Italian OG, "There is no such thing").
|Aunt Ginny and Andy, always up for a song, a dance and a seltzer down your pants followed by a shot of Jameson|
|My dad, Clarence Francis, holding his Fantasy Football prize, crackers and a hunk of Irish Cheddar|
Merry Christmas to all and to all, Cheers, Sláinte, Salute