“You’re all a bunch of weirdos!” by Julia in her bed

Thursday September 8, 2016
5 minutes
Said at Jackie’s

When Isaac comes home from the deli he is crying because he has been laughing so hard. Signor Rossi has been doing the impression of Signor Latvia again, holding up the sausages and making them dance on the counter. Isaac tells his mother he wishes he could be Italian because they’re always drinking espresso and always laughing. She sends him there on purpose, and not Ilya or Lara. She always lets him pick out a special treat. Last time he brought home sun-dried tomatoes in the nice oil because signor Rossi suggested them this week. The time before that he brought home the mozzarella di bufala because it was “the freshest it has ever been and would make a nice salad into a great one.”