Two moments in time:
At the local butcher shop a 7-year-old Isaac is seen, face pressed to the glass of the seafood display, uttering “Wow! Look at the salmon!”
And one morning, I’m getting everyone ready for the day. Molto Mario comes on the TV and 4-year-old Jonathan says “Look! It’s Mario Batali!”
Apparently Isaac has expensive taste in fish. And I have no idea how Jonny learned to recognize Mario by sight. We never say his last name in our house, he’s just Mario.