Smell the Freedom!
Besides, it's Chicago and it's Pizza - Who can argue with that? That;s nothin but good.
So today's Wall Street Journal article on the newest wave of immigrants reminded me that we are a country of immigrants! English speaker or not - English is the primary language - thank goodness because the Americans scared my mom so bad when she moved here -so that it is the only language I speak. What a loss, eh? I could have had a better education. And, afterall, that is what it is all about: a better education! Luckily I got to study tidbits from French and Spanish. It's kinda fun and novel to count how many ways you can say "Hello" and "Thank you"! We can get so caught up in putting too much importance on something, but then there is now and always has been power in keeping people from being educated. Think about it.
A while back a friend and I began working on a project - it was his idea, but I'll admit I loved it - I wanted to call it 'We Are America'
Okay, I can respect that - politics aside - you're saying that is just not your bag. I get it. However, somewhere down the ol' bloodline you came from somewhere: Britain, Germany, Ireland, France. Well, I don't need to go on.
The folks we interviewed were Australian, Russian, Nigerian, Albanian - How Wonderful, I thought! Each with their own foods to try, and, more importantly, beers to drink - OK well I didn't try any African beers, and Russians really do appreciate vodka more - but you get the point. I went to a fabulous Lithuanian restaurant where I was lost in time and learned a lot about appreciating America. How lucky I felt to be born and to live here. No bombs, no big power outages for weeks.
These are people who contribute to the greatness of this country and have been - like you an I - for centuries, albeit not many.
If you ever listen to WBEZ in the morning, they play this quote by the old Mayor Daley where he says something like you take a piece from here and a piece from there and you put it all together and that is the fabric that makes the quilt of the beautiful city of Chicago - I probably elaborated a bit, but you get the idea. If we didn't have all the different neighborhoods and groups and ethnicities, I am not so sure Chicago or any city would be as vibrant.
I used to watch Anthony Bourdain, my favorite punk rock- rock star NYC chef of French descent, when I was a regular TV watcher - he gives a lot, I mean a LOT, of credit to his cook staff.... and it was his assistant - who was from Mexico - who ended up replacing him as head chef at Les Halles.
And, btw, thank goodness for French cooking, Japanese cooking, German potato pancakes with apples sauce - AMEN.
Besides, sometimes researching heritage can be really surprising and interesting. I sat down to watch African American Lives on PBS a while ago - now you can find clips on YouTube - and what was startling to our host, Henry Louis Gates, was that he ... was mostly white. Poor thing, I wasn't so sure he was pleased. Chris Tucker and Oprah Winfrey and a number of other wonderful guests partook in the search of their heritage in the big experiment of DNA tracking back to Africa.
[post script. I just came from the pediatrician's office and the sign in sheet now said, "Welcome" and "Bienvenidos" - anyone who knows me knows my first thought is, "Cool. Now. How about we INCLUDE a few more since you're welcome that. Bienvenue! Yokoso! Willkommen! Witamy! Dobro pozalova!" Okay - I think I will invoke the "pain in the butt" statute along with the "let's be fair and democratic" statute and say Let's just stick with English on the regular public signage for now!!!!]