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Italian Roots Newsletter October 2025

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Italian American Life - Frank Di Piero
Episode 154 – Cristian Alaimo, an Italian American Community Activist in Chicago with his message to the younger generation
Italian American, Cristian Alaimo an active member of the Società di San Francesco di Paola (Calabria) and Beato Giovanni Liccio Society Chicago (Caccamo, Sicily).
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Lost In Translation
Check out Ed’s blog - edwrites.net
Immigrants modify the language to assimilate
Sep 29, 2025
It was at my Grandma Ida’s dining room table that our family shared not just food but also stories.
My father and his sisters, Ophalia and Viola, shared some insights into the difficult relationship their Italian immigrant parents, aunts, uncles, and grandmothers had with the English language.
Grandma Ida came to America with her brother, Alfredo, in July 1914, at the outbreak of WWI. They traveled from Naples to Boston on the S.S. Canopic, a passenger liner of the White Star Line. Because they arrived a day earlier than expected, no one was at the port to greet them. Despite not knowing any English, they managed to take the train and navigate their way to America Street on Federal Hill in Providence, RI.
The purpose of this journey was for my grandmother to wed my grandfather, Giovanni, in an arranged marriage. He had been living in Providence since 1899, having arrived at the age of fourteen with his mother and sisters. He received his education there and had established his life in the community.
Grandma learned to speak a unique and endearing version of English. At one of the city’s finest department stores, she approached the hosiery counter and confidently asked the clerk for a pair of stockings size “half past nine.” The clerk blinked, unsure whether to check the time or the inventory. During the depression, Grandma stretched every dollar. She often bought day-old bread, which she called “one day stale.”
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Some English words were not easy for her to pronounce. She was never able to say my name—Gail—correctly. Instead, I became “Girl,” which she said with such warmth that I never minded.

Aunt Laura and Uncle Louise Minadeo
When shopping for my grandfather’s birthday gift, she walked into Carl’s Dry Goods store on Federal Hill and told the shopkeeper that she wanted to buy a “shit” for her husband, leaving the man speechless.
A little at a time, Grandma’s mother, brothers, and sisters joined her and Alfredo in Providence. Language was often an issue when trying to make themselves understood. Grandma’s brother Luigi met an attractive young woman at a dance at Rhodes On The Pawtuxet, a ballroom in Warwick, Rhode Island. Awestruck by her beautiful, fair complexion, he attempted to pay her a compliment by saying that she had “nice white meat.” She repaid his compliment with a heavy-handed slap across the face.

Aunt Laura Minadeo and Grandma Ida Iarussi
When Great-grandmother Francesca arrived in America, she was puzzled by the many “SALE” signs in a department store. She turned to her daughters, asking, “Ma, perchè sale, tutto sale! Perchè si vende sale qui?” (But why salt, everywhere salt! Why are they selling salt here?) She found it strange that Americans seemed to sell groceries with clothing—until someone clarified that “sale” meant discounts, not seasoning.

Uncle Alfred Minadeo, Grandma Ida, Grandpa Giovanni Iarussi in 1914
The ice man-made deliveries every day, calling out “ICE” as he passed along the streets. To simplify the process, some customers would put a sign in a window facing the street showing how much ice was to be delivered. The sign was a large card in the shape of a square, resembling a block of ice. Each of the four sides displayed a price: 10¢, 15¢, 20¢, 25¢. Whatever amount was right-side-up indicated the cost of ice to be delivered that day.
Aunt Laura, Grandma’s sister, coming home from work, seeing no new ice delivery for their ice box, asked her mother in Italian if she had bought that day’s supply of ice. Apparently, the sign system wasn’t in practice at their house. Great-grandmother told Aunt Laura that no one came selling ice. Upon further inquiry, Aunt Laura discovered that her mother’s ears, which were trained only in Italian, didn’t recognize the iceman’s inquiry when calling “any ice.”
It sounded to her like “anisette,” so that’s what she thought the man was selling. Aunt Viola, after telling me some of these stories, queried how a country of immigrants managed to keep from “curdling the melting pot.”
I told her that I rather think the Italian ingredient has added spice to the blend in this pasticcio of a country.Thanks for reading Ed Writes! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work.
Meet Mary (Bingini) Lagomarsino (most likely born in Italy, but not yet confirmed)

Mary was the sister of Andrew Bingini who was born in Italy. She was the mother of Andrew Lagomarsino who was born in Pennsylvania in 1851.
I would love some help filling in the gaps as the information online for Mary appears to be quite scant.
I am pleased to share that Mary’s cabinet card, taken at a portrait studio in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, will soon be back in the hands of her relative in The Land of Lincoln State! More in comments.

Courtesy of Kate Kelly AKA The Photo Angel
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Italian Citrus Marinade
***good for pork, chicken, beef, fish or even as a salad dressing!

Citrus. I just can never get enough of it! I guess it's in my genes. I really think it's an Italian thing!
I put it on meats, fishes, pastas and lots of desserts!
It's refreshing, cheerful and somehow always satisfying!
So when I want to really brighten up a mood... or a dish... it's to the fruit bowl I go!
Here's the recipe
(but of course... if you don't have oranges use lemons---use any mix of citrus or just one... it's still always good!)
Dorina's Italian Citrus Marinade
Juice of 3 oranges
Juice of 3 limes
about a cup of wine
about 1/4 -1/2 cup extra virgin olive oil
finely chopped garlic (qb- which means "quanto bisogno"- or "as much as needed")
chopped fresh parsley
pinch of oregano
pinch salt
pinch pepper ( i like to use white pepper...)
Some options/alternatives i have used---
fresh basil, finely chopped fresh rosemary, fresh sage
oranges, lemons, limes even grapefruit!
finely chopped Italian hot peppers or red pepper flakes (for a little kick!)
Mix all ingredients together in a bowl... then pour over your meat of choice. You can marinate for an hour or overnight. The longer the better.
Go ahead and cook the meat in the marinade...then use it to pour over the meat when you serve.
It's so good to soak up the leftover juice with a little crusty bread!
Buon Appetito!
Baci,Dorina
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