Love Italian cookies, they are the greatest

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For all the wonderful Italians out there, or those who are lucky enough to be married to an Italian, (AS I AM) or to have Italian friends. An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite Italian anisette sprinkled cookies wafting up the stairs.

Gathering his remaining strength, he lifted himself from the bed.

Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs.

With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Where if not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite anisette sprinkled cookies.

Was it heaven?

Or was i! t one final act of heroic love from his devoted Italian wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in a crumpled posture.

His parched lips parted, the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life.

The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the table,

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when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife........ "Back off!" she said, "They're for the funeral."

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OMG that is too funny but believable ahahahahaha hohohohohoho

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KarazePapa wrote: I was married to an Italian for 34 years, this almost sounds too true. Very good, I enjoyed this one.


Love your signature KP, beautiful sentiments!:)