This is all too familiar talk to me! I prepare all the good food, my husband is Italian also (American) he loves my good foods. On St.Joseph's day, that was traditionally the day when the Gardening was tilled, wheat starts to get planted, a little earlier. In America, sometimes St.Joseph's day was still quite cold here in the areas of Pennsylvania we settled, Windber, Pennsylvania, where us immediate family settled, then in PHiladelphia, many family came, then in New York. PHilly and New york were cold but still warmer than in Windber. Windber is a wonderful Italian town, a place I love to call my home. In America the Fig trees were unwrapped St. Joseph day. The gardens tilled first time, alot of hustle and bustle, we were usually cooking! We make a fried dough but it is not called Zeppole in my dialect, it is still Delicious, I make also for Christmastime. Sauce I make everyyear in around August- Sept, all mason quart jars filled with homemade sauce from my Tomatoes, peppers, Basil, onions garlic I grow in garden, this is one recipe and ritual I wish I could pass on as I need a daughter NOW! Still sons can learn these things as well, they are just good food, you can't find this kind food in any grocery store, After I cook my husband will not EAT any sauce bought in a jar at store. I told him that would not be in our house once we lived together. I made homemade wine this year, it was very hard, one glass you were singing and out like light! Much good similarities, I like hearing nice stories that you always give martin and NYPD, nice of you to share!
When you say name Tony or Lou in our house, everyone says What??? its funny