The thing always surprises me, is how immigrants reamain traditionalist.

They remain the Italians of the time when they left Italy.

That is why there are Italian-american women that still prepare handmade pasta, or handmade tomato souce, when few Italians do this today in Italy.

As Italian, you can also find a familiar surname in the Greenwood cemetery in Brooklyn, or a pizzameker coming from your hometown pretending to speak the dialect with you.