Me and my guys could show up at any time, mostly the wee hours of the morn usually a mess from partying , gambling, working or all of these things and my Da would cook us a full meal, either breakfast or a full feast of pasta, sauce meatballs, sausage steak, whatever he had.
Funny thing , if we woke up the Italian, she would come down and tell him everything he was doin wrong, takeover and he would sit, hang and be served with us.....lol, they were perfect for each other.
