No Pressure…but do you speak Italian?

So, last Friday night was another one of my demo classes at the Rolling Pin here in Brandon. I get there early; start preparing in advance a couple of things and getting prepped. I was feeling uncharacteristically calm and “in control”, as I’m typically rushing. So, as I’m settling into this position of self confidence the guests begin to arrive and take their seats. As I’m preparing the pastella for my vegetables, I hear a soft voice asking if I spoke Italian, without looking or thinking I instinctively replied with “si”. When I turned around to see who had asked, there was sitting directly in front of where I was to be cooking, a couple who were upon seeing, obviously Italian. OH MY GOODNESS, ok, I’m always very confident in my cooking and have cooked for many an Italian IN Italy, but, it never ceases to set the notch for me a little higher when I cook for native Italians. Here I am a little southern girl, striving to convince these people that not only am I knowledgeable about Italy and its cuisine, but possess the ability to reproduce the cuisine as an Italian would.