Mambo Italiano

If you've ever eaten at an Olive Garden or Buca di Beppo (a much more delicious form of the Olive Garden...) then you know the song Mambo Italiano. It goes like this, “Hey Mambo, Mambo Italiano. Hey Mambo, Mambo Italiano...” I think there are other words, but that's the only part of the song that I know. It's a really catchy tune though, in fact, some of you may be singing it your heads right now. Who's to say.

Anyway, I get this song stuck in my head all the time. It sucks because it is just that one snippet over and over again. I don't know what the trigger is either, but there is definitely a play button in my head that gets pushed every week or so and on comes Mambo Italiano again. This only becomes a problem when someone is talking to me. It becomes a real problem when someone wants to discuss baby names with me...

So, this is the story of how we named our baby Luca Brasi. We are painting the nursery to look like an aquarium because “Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes.”