tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31671374.post3069479581728268716..comments2023-10-30T07:10:34.610-07:00Comments on Underbelly: Commencement RehashBucehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452321114185736762noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31671374.post-83835339620405525402009-06-15T07:10:35.310-07:002009-06-15T07:10:35.310-07:00in sept 52 a couple of days after we got married i...in sept 52 a couple of days after we got married in iuka, mississippi,a day before i reported for duty as a brand new infantry second lt at fort jackson, we arrived in columbia, sc, rented a furnidhed garage apartment, and went out looking for a place to eat. we saw a sign for an italian restaurant, went in, there was an old italian woman by the cah register and an old italian man walking around the tables. (maybe they werent that old -- we were in our twenties. great, i said, real italians so the food has to be real italian. we sat down, ordered. got a beer (pabst) and i went to the men's room. you had to go through the kitchen. in it was a huge woman, african american, standing at a stove with a big pot of boiling water on it. she had a handful of spaghetti and she slowly broke it into small chunks and dropped the chunks in the water. spagheyyi, columbia SC style.elrojohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18253129574998625042noreply@blogger.com