Chapter 75
“Y’all do what you want, but I am having an artichoke.” With his bare hands, he lifted one off the platter and set it on his plate. He made short work of several outer leaves. “Delicious! Really. When I was a kid, my mom used to scold me because I would just eat the stuffing. Addison, the stuffing is just bread and herbs and lots and lots of cheese.”
“Cheese?” Addison cautiously picked one up and put it in her mouth. “Not bad,” she pronounced.
The others followed suit. Ollie was glad to see their trepidation about the artichokes quickly turned to bliss as they got the hang of skimming the savory pulp from the leaves. The rich stuffing didn’t dampen their enthusiasm either. Sophie was the only one who didn’t hesitate, which wasn’t surprising because she was a fellow Italian, a paesana