There was a time when I thought I was Italian. My grandfather was Italian, and Italian food has always been a source of comfort for me, but I vividly remember the day I learned that I am not Italiana – after a family dinner at (yup, you guessed it) an Italian restaurant, I made a comment that I was so happy that we’re Italian – we have the best food, and everyone is so loud and happy! That’s when my seven-year-old boot-shaped bubble was popped – we’re not Italian, but Grandpa is… This was also the night I learned about step parents.
LA is my happy home now and for the foreseeable future, but there are obviously some things I miss from San Jose. I could ramble off a laundry list of things I miss, but instead I want to give you a short list of my favorite places to visit in my old neck of the woods, south San Jose.
It’s food. All five places are food.
If you’re surprised by this, you clearly haven’t been following along.
If you followed my previous creative venture (BestBayhavior) on instagram or were a blog subscriber, you may wonder where I went for so long and without warning. As some readers (from way back when) may remember, I was completing my teaching credential and working full time while trying to maintain BestBayhaviour and my sanity. It was not working, and something had to go… I chose to keep my sanity over my website.