
While growing up, all my uncles, my grandfathers and my father had gardens, and some were pretty big. I had a love/hate relationship with gardens because there were times when it was all work, and as a child I would rather have been playing like the other kids instead of working. But there was nothing better than breaking open a fresh watermelon or taking sweet corn off the stalk and enjoying it right there in the field. I still keep a small vegetable garden in my yard and can't wait to start harvesting the first fruit.
Anyway it seems they get me in Italy, go figure.