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1.15.2007

Italian Desserts Quoted

Tracie! TRRRRRACIE! TracietracietracietracietracietracieTRACIE!!!!!! Come-a here-a! Get over here-a a-DIS-A meenut and open-a dis-uh refridgeratorrrr-uh doorr-uh! Take-a me out! TAKE-a. ME-a. OUT-uh. You must-a to eat! What? You already a-hadda serveeng of me? Oh Trrrrrehzzzy, non fa niente! Trrehzzy, you know-a you cannot-uh resista the coookeez anda the cafe'! And-a the cream-a, Tracie, the mascarpone! Tracie...Tracie...Trrrraaaaacie. Mangia. Just-a one-a leettle piece. It ees-a good-a for you. TRACIE! TTTRRRAAACCCIIE!

-Sunday's loud-mouth tiramisu, calling me with a muffled voice from inside the fridge


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24 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOL! Those Italian desserts are persistent little buggers, aren't they?

1/15/2007 4:18 AM

 
Blogger Tracie P. said...

persistent, relentless, badgering little buggers.

1/15/2007 4:35 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

izYou are evil as I am on a freaking diet! I LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOVE me some tiramisu! I think I could a "pick me up" about now...evil, evil, evil!
Cyn
ps. I am interested in the adds. Fire me off an email and tell me more. americanmedusa@yahoo.com
Thanks!

1/15/2007 5:02 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ps. Ignore the iz at the start of my comment. The jumped up there when I was typing in the word verification and I didn't catch it before I posted. And you thought it was a coded message!
Cyn

1/15/2007 5:03 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOL - I just started reading your blog, thanks for reminding me of all things Italian - even when I'm so far away from there!

1/15/2007 10:19 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOL. that could explain why I was hearing French from my freezer (from the bottle of Grey Goose).

1/15/2007 11:46 AM

 
Blogger Tracie P. said...

anon--hi! who are you? thanks for visiting:)

nyc--zees cannot be eegnor-ed, zee grey goose

1/15/2007 12:23 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hiya, I've just found that there's nothing like a little gastro-intestinal flu to keep your cravings down. Tonight, I'm looking forward to 7-Up and soda bread for dinner. All else is too scary for the moment.

1/15/2007 12:26 PM

 
Blogger Di Mackey said...

But of course ...

It happens with the wine here. I've moved them to the hall closet, no luck though.

Thinking of moving the wine to the medicine cabinet ... for my health and all that.

1/15/2007 12:32 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

huh... my ovens been talking to me about baking a cake all weekend. freaking appliances! lol (as have the chips in my pantry... resist i say!)

1/15/2007 1:56 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Tiramisu is the best! But all the Tiramisu I found in the US sucks, so the food that call my name is chocolate. Dark chocolate calls me the loudest.

1/15/2007 4:09 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your broken English is hilarious. I read id to myself out loud. You can appreciate this, nothing else show's how well you know Naples like the way you wrote this blog. My heartfelt compliments. On behalf of your Italian American readers, we're very proud of you!

1/15/2007 6:27 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And there's always the Mc Tiramisu, too!

1/15/2007 9:07 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you gotta get out more, girl....

1/15/2007 10:25 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I knew from the "open-a dis-uh refridgeratorrrr-uh doorr-uh!" that was tiramisu. I recognized the voice :-)

1/16/2007 9:07 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This has to be an inherited trait Tracie. I hear those voices all of the time. I just wish it was one single dessert. I seem to get regular calls from chips, sodas, Blue Bell, cake, pie, cookies, Etc.... Sometimes it sounds like a choir, especially when that light goes on in the fridge. Oh well I guess that is why they invented the Racketball Courts.

Looks like you better get used to the voices. They never go away.

Love ya, Dad

1/16/2007 10:24 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What's Blue Bell?

1/16/2007 10:33 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I hear a bottle of Umbria wine callinf my name from the kitchen cabinet right now, now that you mention it...

1/16/2007 10:47 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sei grande mi e` piaciuto molto il tuo commento sui sette pesci...spero di "vederti" ancora, almeno virtualmente , presto
Ciao
Gabrio
PS Thank god you didn't have a Millefoglie in the fridge which is more addictive than crack...

1/16/2007 8:55 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Pat, Blue Bell is an ice cream made in central Texas. Some of the best in the west. One of my loudest voices calling from the fridge.

1/17/2007 3:02 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm thinking Miranda and chocolate cake. Remember what worked for her?

Tina Bug

1/17/2007 4:11 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hilarious.... I hear those voices too with tiramisu......therapy here i come

1/17/2007 11:22 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I feel ya Tra. Sometimes I hear those same voices.

1/19/2007 7:59 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ha! I found your blog because it was recommended to me by Google Reader (me=nerd), and now I love you... just for this post!

3/17/2008 11:23 AM

 

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