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Mamma Anna Made the Best Babba' Al Rhum
Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum, you should have seen me how it made me slightly drunk; and jumping and screaming I danced to the beats of a drum... then grandma joined in and she sang a classical song! And the sweet cream was on my lips and cheeks, the Babba' al Rhum was delicious and I topped it with chocolate; everybody began shouting, "It came from Paris, but we Neapolitans reinvented it by improving its shape and taste!" Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum, soaking it in that liqueur much longer; and Papa' always told me to eat more of it...saying with a suppressing laughter, "It's a man's dessert, after you eat it, you'll be strong!" Oh, did he really tell me the truth? No, he was wrong! It's so very sad that they aren't here, and I am eating pretzels and drink a beer, the harmony that stirred their passion can't possibly return... as they danced on the terrace to celebrate the day I was born! Mamma Anna knew how to make the best Babba' al Rhum, and I licked the dripping rum with my finger...not my tongue! She spoke calmly...when she should have gotten mad and picked up a broom; no, she was never mean and rude, or ever said to me, " Go to your room!"
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