"A boy went back to Napoli because he missed the scenery
The native dances and the charming songs
But wait a minute something's wrong
'cause now it's . . .
Hey mambo, mambo Italiano hey mambo mambo Italiano"
Bob Merrill for Dean Martin
What a treat to be transported to the Italian countryside by way of West Petaluma's Spring Hill Road for a late summer's balmy afternoon.
And what a fantastic "secret" party spot for a 90th birthday celebration of a first generation Italian/American of the first order.
The birthday boy is a spritely fella and a poster boy for the Mediterranean diet and lifestyle. Having a lively extended famiglia around and about has kept him on his toes.
An afternoon feast, al fresco for 100! I'd guesstimate that at least 75 percent of the guests had Italian or Portuguese last names!
When was the last time you ate a scoopful of old fashioned spumoni ice cream? I'd forgotten how delicious it is.
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