the godfather

Finally met my godfather today. My sister and I were sitting in the pews at church while the pastor was introducing the newcomers. I heard a familiar name and leaned in to my sister asking if that was my godfather. She laughed, realizing that I'd never met my godfather - aside from when I was, like, two years old. And honestly, who remembers anything from when they were that young anyway? Since I can remember, I've called Grace's godmother, my godparent, since we see her with some regularity...and simply because she's one cool lady!

Anyway, turns out it was him. He was visiting his brother with his four sons - none of whom I recall meeting prior to today. Aside from the annual Christmas card, I don't really know them, so meeting them was like meeting overseas relatives that you've never met, but have heard about from your parents. It was kind of neat getting to know them a bit better over sushi. Think of it as the comfort of family mixed with the awkwardness of strangers.

His four sons were pretty cool too. They're roughly the same age as my sister and I, and as it turns out, two of them live in Philly. So, they've offered to show me around town when I'm there later this summer. They even suggested taking me on a road trip to New York if I'm up for it. Up for it? I'm so there!

Now, this next bit has absolutely nothing to do with the above post except for its relation to the movie. I'm simply including it because I think it's funny. Shout out to Coppolla...

"Leave the gun. Take the cannoli."