I had dinner with my wife and a good chunk of my extended family at Piccirilli Ristorante in Shelby Twp. on Sunday following a baptism. My wife comes from a large Sicilian family, so their taste in Italian food and restaurants is usually pretty much spot on. For the most part, Sunday was no exception.
Antipasto (Starter): Antipasto Piccirilli
The antipasto was very, very good and featured fresh Mozzarella in a very light olive oil surrounded by Capicolla ham, Genoa salami, fresh Prosciutto, smoked Provolone and pickled pearl onions and vegetables.

It was …

… there was a boy.
He was athletic, clever and sensitive. The boy enjoyed writing, fishing, playing outside and generally didn’t get himself into too much trouble.
The boy’s mother spent a great deal of time with him – teaching, nourishing and providing a very stable upbringing. The boy shared his dreams with his mother, often over tea, animal crackers and the smell of that night’s dinner cooking in the kitchen. It was in these early days a seed was planted deep within the boy’s heart. That seed blossomed and grew into …