*Bianca*

Mia and I joined my mother in the kitchen to help with dinner while Leo and Alessandro remained in the living room. We ditched our empty paper cups in the trashcan and washed our hands.

“Put us to work, Mom,” I said cheerfully.

“Wash and peel those, please,” she replied, pointing at the sack of potatoes.

Mia and I got to work quickly. We dumped a bunch of potatoes in a large strainer and set it in the sink. Mia scrubbed the skin ...