our italian friend.

we have this italian woman, with a very thick accent, in our ward.  she gives us kisses every time we see her.  she pinches brads cheeks and always holds on to my arm when we walk down the hall.  she can't see out of one eye, but she has more love in one greeting than some may feel in a lifetime.

she always asked us to come over so she could cook for us.  i think deep down we felt bad having her cook for us because she's old in age.  she begged one sunday and we (another cute couple) finally gave in and set a date. 

2 months went by and to be honest we kind of forgot about it.  but the date finally came and our calendar reminded us that the dinner was the next night.  so saturday night we walked over to her apartment building and the smell immediately had us stopped in our tracks.

i'm so mad i didn't take pictures of the food....it....was....extravagant! come to find out, this little 100 pound italian woman was a gourmet chef and had previously owned a restaurant in not only in italy, but in los angelas too. the food was INCREDIBLE! fresh, home cooked, right from scratch, food make from professional italian hands.  we were floored....the whole night.

she made us an 8 course meal (literally not joking) that had our heads shaking with disbelief the whole evening. it was truly a night me and brad will never, ever forget for the rest of our lives.