We went to a wedding the past weekend. It was in Half Moon Bay - one of the most beautiful days I have ever experienced there. The ceremony joined together as one, two very Italian families, one from New Jersey the Abbondanalos, one in the concrete business in Half Moon Bay the Fontanas.
I had never met the bride or the groom. I know the bride's mother through my husband's work. So I was really an outsider looking in - or so I thought. Immediately upon arriving I get a BIG hug from the father of the bride. Apparently we are old friends and I didn't know it. Two kisses on the cheek and off I go to meet the rest of my new circle of best friends.
I could go on and on, but suffice to say I have never seen so much hugging, dancing and kissing between a group of very obviously heterosexual men. I thought it was all a lot of fun. The 90 year old grandfathers on both sides got up to sing and dance - when I say dance I mean like Zorba - and toast the happy couple. Those Italians know how and love to have a good time.
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