When the groom’s parents switched to Italian at the table
“Is your food not salty enough, dear?” Ariadna Modestovna nudged the silver salt shaker closer to her own plate. “Better get used to it. In this house, we don’t oversalt.” I nodded and swallowed the tasteless rice. It clung to the roof of my mouth like soaked paper. She dabbed at the corners of her … Read more