Showing posts with label Roast Beef Grandma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roast Beef Grandma. Show all posts

Friday, December 16, 2011

Italian Ice Skating


Italian Ice + Ice Skating = Ralph's father putting on the blades and skating a figure eight (or nodo a otto, as his paisans would say). A fine winter's day in Bronx photographer Walter Slattery's backyard. I don't where Ralph is. Either, he's not yet born, he's putting on his skates, or he's home with Spaghetti Grandma stuffing the cheeks with pignoli and cucidati!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Yesterday was Halloween


That monkey blowing a whistle or eating a Tootsie Roll is our boy, Ralph. It's Halloween in the '50s with his brother Jerry (a zebra, maybe?), Uncle George and Boomba Roast Beef Grandma!

At least I think it's Halloween -- it is, after all, the Fuccillos!

Happy Halloween anyway! And All Saint's Day!