“Unveiling Secrets: What Columbus Never Knew About His Journey”
Dad thanked the couple, hugged me, and shook hands with Tony, the bartender. “I was talking to a friend of mine from Newark, and we started talking about the slang we picked up from the Italian guys in our neighborhood. Ever heard of a woo-lee, Tony?”
“Woo-lee? No, I don’t think so,” said Tony, grinning at us.
“No? It means a strong desire.”
“Oh yeah? So, do you have a—woo-lee for a Bud Light? Red wine for you, Cathy?”
“How about gavone?” Dad continued. Tony shook his head. “It’s someone who eats to excess. Seems like your parents were trying to shield you from your Mediterranean background, Tony.”
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