You know that the pastries at Villabate Alba, in the Bensonhurst section of Brooklyn, are the best you’ll get outside of Italy.
You’ve hung out on a stoop, not a porch.
You know what real bagels are.
You can fall asleep on the subway and never miss your stop.
You know how to make an egg cream and that it must be made with Fox’s U-Bet syrup.
You remember how proud you were to see Saturday Night Fever.
You lost a lot of these playing stoop ball.
You’ve been to an Italian Feast
You didn’t know you had an accent until you left.