@@jessiehughes9432 forever in our heart, soul & blood my friend ❤ my Nonni used to never swear she would say Saccrammmmentooo California when she got mad, the other day I said it in front of my nieces and nephews and the rest of my family were in shock as well as I was.. it just came out.🤔
My Grandmother was from Norway but lived in Minnesota forever..she was the constant cook. Family reunion over 4th of July 1981. It's 103° in Detroit Lakes Minnesota. She was roasting a 35 lb turkey in a roaster outside on a serving table. Com'mon everybody..no one is leaving without something to eat. She outlived her siblings of 9 in her family and at 94 yrs old in 2008, she now cooks those turkeys in Heaven. What an amazing nana ! Love those stories.
I'm watching this from Calabria, Italy What a plasure to hear our southern traditions being brought to The American crowds. My nonna is always cooking everywhere, nobody stays ever hungry. I love my country and I really enjoy seeing you guys learning our costumes from The other side of The earth. Big hugs from Italy, we love you all🙏🙏❤❤
I had an Italian grandma. I can’t get enough of his comedy. The amount of food that lady cranked out was unreal! She would cook us EACH our own chicken!
I just discovered him about a couple of weeks ago. I try to watch at least one or two of his CZcams videos every day, if not a few more. I've got some catching up to do. Lol
I can SO relate to this, when I was in high school, one mate was Maltese, another was Italian and the other Greek, when we used to walk home from school, we used to first stop at my Maltese mates place, always food on the table and it was pastries on the table, "Come, eat, eat!", we would say goodbye then come to me next mates place - Italian, again, we would go in and it was "Eat, Eat" food was always on the table and would say good bye and come up to my other mates place - Greek, if it wasnt food on the table, it was home made coffee or a tea or a biscuit or something else - so by the time I got home,,,i was never all that hungry and my mother would say "Why dont you eat?!?! - you wont grow!,,,you dont like my cooking?" and I would always feel bad because i didnt want to tell her I already ate - and it was always home cooked and always DAMNED GOOD.
It's been 21 years since my Sicilian American grandmother has gone to wherever it is we go after this, and I miss her cooking, and her spoiling me, all the time.
jpwjr1199 I’m with you on that. Unfortunately when she passed on, she didn’t pass on a number of recipes. Nobody knows how to make certain things and they are gone forever. Never written down. All in her head from the turn of the century 1900.
@@smaucieri07 Same. It was all on her head, and when I recreate, something is always off. Even my Mom couldn't recreate when my Grandma was alive. They had a magic touch!
I love the honesty. We all have moms and grandmoms who cook in their nightgowns but the world just never discussed it until Sebastian Maniscalco came along.
I had a Nana straight off the boat from Italy(she married an Irishman...go figure) we would go visit on weekends and holidays and it was non stop eating. Nana made everything from scratch and my word that woman could cook. She would pinch my cheeks and tell me "manga Cheepy...you needa to eata mora and a grow upa beega anda stronga like a you papa...i miss her still...she gave the best and warmest hugs and loved everyone so much.
DJ_Pineapples--One of my high school friends was Italian. I went there one Sunday and was offered gravy bread. Now, I love gravy bread above all things. So, imagine my surprise when gravy bread was Italian bread dipped in sauce! )Good stuff, but not what I expected.) In our household, gravy bread was leftover beef gravy from Sunday dinner that was poured over cheap white bread!!!
My Papa always had sauce on the burner when we would visit and always gave us bread dipped in the sauce before we ate. Sebastian is right, Italians are always eating. You eat before you eat and then after you eat, you eat.
Natural Hypertrophy--The saddest day is the one you wake up and realize that you are the last cousin standing, with your siblings if any of them are left. Everyone else is gone. The immigrant grandparents, the one-generation away aunts/uncles, and the cousins you always had around...the silence is dreadful. The memories, poignant. The recipes get passed down and one HOPES that one's children will continue the legacy of the hand needlework, the beautifully painted Easter Eggs, the groaning boards of holiday food, the houses full of relatives every weekend and holiday.
My grandma lived in a converted shed in the backyard. Parents slowly added insulation, lights, gas lines for the stove, fridge, sewer line for the bathroom over the years until it was a full fledged house....not a single permit for anything.
@@user-io4sr7vg1v IKR Fuck permits and regulations, humans should have the liberty to live how they please as long as it's inoffensive, simple common sense is enough to figure out what's acceptable or not.
Black Wolf lmao I got 1 of my aunts recipies that I always wanted literally 1 week before she passed! 😂 They never used recipies, or measured anything so she roughly wrote it down for me. I kept thinking maybe she purposely left out an ingredient to be funny, but when i made it months later it was exactly like hers and perfect! 💕👍🇮🇹 Its sad to think recipies can literally disappear with our old italian relatives.
Dam straight..I relate with alot he says. Growing up my paternal grandparents had a basement with a full kitchen. Tables end to end big enough fit about 15 or so people. A wine cellar and grew tomatoes and basil. Jared their own sauce. Amd my grandmother always wore those house coats. She even went out in them in nice weather.
Describing my parents house. Except my nana was always on tortillas and my mom eggs potatoes chorizo. Men out side bbq meat pappys and beer. No one ever hungry at my house. Friends always over.
Kate Hills I legitimately broke up with my ex cause she has a huge family and always had gatherings and would force me to go everytime knowing how uncomfortable I was 😂😂😂
My Nonni was like this. I miss her every single day. Such great memories....I love listening to you, Sebastian. It reminds me of the family I miss with all my heart.
Excellent excellent - I can perfectly see the imagery. I grew up with a fantastic Ukrainian grandmother in the house, right off the boat, not a word of English, not even “hello, goodbye“ etc. But great food smells filled the house all day every day. We get rid of the old folks now - that’s not right.
When I was in college I was friends with a girl who’s family was from Sicily. One weekend I stayed at her house and her dear mother made me more food than I’d ever seen in my life - for one meal! I finished what I thought was a main course, but it was just the first of several appetizers. There was so much more food to come. And it was delicious. I almost exploded! Calamari, pizza, lasagna, sausage, tons of fresh bread and cheese.... So good. I’m Irish, and we don’t eat anything like that.
Ian Barrett - Of course there’s bread and cheese. I think it’s clear I’m referring to the totality of the meal. The variety and quantity of everything rolled into one meal. Don’t be a smarta**.
The beauty of his comedy is that everyone raised by first or second generation immigrant Italians experienced the same childhood. Family is #1, food is #2, and "the neighborhood" is #3. Along with family, "respect" is heavily emphasized i.e. "never miss the weddings, and never miss the funerals". And we all kept track of who missed, who showed, and how much $ they gave. If someone gave you $5 as a wedding gift, even if you had to wait 20 years for one of their kids to get married, you gave them back $5. If they missed "mama's" funeral, they were a disgrace never again to be acknowledged in life.
our ITalian grandmothers would win first prize for holding grudges for the longest period of time. They know who did what to whom, why and they make sure the rest of the family knew about it. If you were cheap, that was a disgrace , too. If they didn't like you, they wouldn't feed you. food was love, lol. everything revolved around the table, pretty much.
OMG!!! One of my Aunt's had her entire living room & dining room chairs covered in plastic.. Let me tell you as a kid in the early 70's is was not fun unglueing your legs to the chairs when it was summer with shorts on,Ouch!! Ouch!! Still remember the pain
It wasn't just Italians who did this. I grew up in a coal town in NE PA that was a true multicultural community. Most of those cultures came to America from the serfdom and near starvation of Eastern Europe as well as the more affluent Dutch, English, and French. They brought with them centuries-old recipes. Our household was a true mix of cultures: English, French, Dutch, and Lithuanian. Food was EVERYWHERE. Sundays were a migration of relatives. Holidays were a week's worth of open house--at Christmas closer to three, what with Christmas Eve, Christmas, and Epiphany. When I was out on my own, I missed being able to "fress" as my Dutch grandfather used to say. Now I'm the grandmother, and it is my job to ensure that my grandchildren can "fress, casse-croûte . užkandis , snack" at will.
@@debradowling800--Were you aware that the Roman Catholic Church was instrumental in paying the way for many of the Polish, Lithuanian, and Slavic people to migrate to the USA as coal miners and factory workers? Some Lithuanians worked in New York State for the Endicott Johnson shoe factory . Many were sent to the coal mines, mostly the anthracite ones. Because their command of English was so slim, they were treated horribly (no protective gear, etc.). I left (my generation of cousins were the first to get out of that dismal mess) and never looked back. When I went back for a visit about 8 years ago, I found that what was left was practically ghost towns and almost no upward mobility.
Sounds exactly like my Sicilian Grandma right down to the "house dresses" and the shoes! And the Sicili-English was spot on "aspetta" and "veni que" (sp?)! We had an overabundance of yummy food!
My Grandma lived in the basement, not in her apartment upstairs, cranking out food. Made all her own dough, measuring by handfuls, maybe a coffee mug. She would send me to the bakery at the corner for Italian bread. My reward, a slice with gravy on it, la scarpetta.
You just reminded me of my grandmother that did the same kinda stuff. Some of my best memories were going to her house and her asking if i was hungry. She loved us so much she just wanted us to enjoy her food and be happy..a truly wonderful woman.
My grandma from Cosenza didn't know how to read or write yet she could cook and bake magnificently and also knit without a pattern. She could cure any sickness. She was the love of my life. Carmela Reda
My Nana was Irish....Thanksgiving, id walk in, she'd be hanging over the high top of the stove, ( circa 1950s) cocktail in one hand, stirring gravey with the other . Nanas: the heart of our culture
I'm Calabrese and this is my grandma to a T. First we lived downstairs. Then we moved across the street. No schooling. Never worked. Just cleaned and did laundry and cooked like there was no tomorrow. Really cooked. Very broken English. We all got quarters to spend. But food all over. Bread,pizza, meatballs, sausage, chicken soup, homemade pasta and more bread. Worked like a mule from sun up to sundown. God I miss her. I loved her dearly.
I can't stop watching this. It's like I'm back in 1960 watching grandma fry fish in the basement on a tiny gas stove. The fruit bin was always loaded with jars with masking tape labels -- cracked olives, caponata, tomatoes for sugo.
My college roommate's family were from Sicily. Sauce was on the stove....all the time. Even in middle of night. Gave me a tupperware of pasta when we left. 4 words of English: hello, good night, and eat .
When my grandmother was alive, any time we would visit her the table would be filled with delicious Italian food..... Even if we were just stopping by for coffee!
@Robert Diello Til not long ago, I could find the S-shaped cookies and the anisette toast. I guess you have to order on Amazon or live in an Italian area. Best cookies--that and the real Italian cookies from the bakery. Maraschino cherry in top or the ones with the colored layers and dipped in chocolate.
it was be a sin in our house if someone came over and nothing was put out on the table. you just didn't do that, lol. even if it was just coffee. the Entenmann's boxes on the kitchen counter..lol.
My grandmother lived to feed us. She was only happy if we were complimenting her fabulous food. What a gift! Bread, salt, cream, butter, white and brown sugar, roasted stuffed chicken, dumplings, homemade ice cream...it poured. Now, I'm sugar-free, gluten-free, wheat-free, vegetarian. My life has gone to h--l, lol, but I'm "thin." Life is all downhill, lol.
and they don't understand the way we eat now, lol. My family is Italian ,too and my brother's wife is also Italian. When my nephew was born, everyone was at the house. My mom and her mom were going to the store . I told my mom I don't eat the way she eats anymore. My brother and his wife are the same, they don't eat the way we all grew up. My mom and my sis in law's mother, both rolled their eyes and her mother says, "Oh Christ, you too?! well, we're eating real food and the rest of yous can go outside and graze. come on Debbie, let's go now." and they both bitched otw out the front door about how we eat now. it was hilarious!
You are too much!! The first time I saw these skits I about died. I could not believe you were talking about my Italian family...and in Chicago. Today...you still crack me up! You MUST be taking notes and creating jokes from the Corona Quarentine!!! You are gifted Sebastian!! Thank you for the laughter especially through this bizarre crisis! Stay safe Stay Healthy. 💙
On here to get my DAILY dose of Sebastian!! He is hysterical!!! 😂😂😂 This reminds me of my Cuban grandmother who was always cooking delicious food for us everyday! She didn't speak a word of English either...don't ever take your grandmas for granted.
He's gotta be one of my favorite comedians. The way he acts when he moves around is funny like Chris Farley. Watch the way he imitates his grand mother throwing the lasagna on the table 🤣
had an italian friend,everytime i'd come to his house,bang!,a huge bowl of spaghetti was whipped up for an entire army...only problem was,there were two of us
Oh,I know & if you dared said NO Look out Mom or Grandma would be so insulted!! My Mom was Mexican & if you said no to any of her food she would still insist in her broken English; Try,Try you like!! Lol Miss my Mom so much😥😥
I made the mistake of finishing a giant bowl of spaghetti once at an italian friend's house. I didn't know that meant I liked it and his mother came outta nowhere and filled it up again. "Joe, I'm full I can't eat any more" (whispered to my friend) "You gotta eat man cause if you don't she'll be pissed"
This stuff is so true sounds just like my grandparents. My great grandma spoke little English so it was like Italish. She called me spaghetti 🍝 sauce and my sister appela sauce lol. She made our underwear. She had jars of buttons in her house I played with them all day. 🌶🍝
Mama Mia! This sounds just like my husband's grandmother. Or Nonna, as they called her. Especially the part about the rolled-down nylons & swollen feet stuffed into the old grandma shoes. His grandma always wore a grey or black dress though, rather than her nightgown. She started with the dark dresses when her husband died, & never wore anything colorful after that. She was always wanting to feed you... even if you stopped by just after you'd been out for dinner. You had to eat "a little something", or else her feelings were hurt. My husband was very proud of the Italian part of his heritage. He was also part German, but if asked, he was Italian, period.
OMG! This hits close to home, growing up with my off the boat Sicilian grandmother. We never bought bread, she made it fresh every couple of days from the additional kitchen in the basement! Let's not forget the constant fountain of amogio sauce!
I see a lot of comments saying my grandma/ma was this nationality, that nationality and they were the same. I think a lot of different types of immigrant families were like that back in the day. Family was important. Now with the majority of families with two incomes needed to buy a house family time is on the decline and dinner time substituted with take out. The decline of the family structure may slowly mean a decline in society.
Thanks for getting us through quarantine Sebastian. God bless grandmas everywhere. My grandma used to make cream puffs and we’d have tea parties and paint our nails. She always dressed like she was going to mass even to go to the bank. Very classy grandma. Miss you Grandjean!
This is exactly my Nonni Kaboompee she would have me go out to the garden and get Rosemary for the pot stew. And she give me one of those gold coins with chocolate inside and yeah she never drove or ever had a license. RIP Nonni❤ 🙇🏽♂️❤
Yes! The gold wrapped chocolate coins! Aww, I forgot about those! And what food! Now I know why I cant go out to eat and enjoy it. None of that food is made with so much love.
@Robert Diello I think money and saving it was so important to immigrants because they lived through the depression. So as a sign of love, we got money or the candy. Those chocolate coins came in a green net bag. I remember that. I hope all of this is in Heaven.
@@Anca820 wow great comment you're probably 100% correct. My aunt actually brought some of those over the other day to my mother (they still make them🙄) I'm visiting her in Northern California right now staring at them right now!!! in green net bag !!! The coins are from all over the world. My great-grandparents took a boat from Italy to San Francisco and ended up settling in Santa Cruz and the Bay Area. I'll ask my aunt where she bought them tomorrow and repost so we can keep the tradition going for future Generations ❤🙇🏽♂️👌🏽
For me, it was my bubbe from Poland. Always got cookies, honey cake, matzo ball soup, roast chicken. Bubbe was always baking, cooking, got a fridge full of food. Every five seconds, "Go eat! Essen! There's food in the fridge! Go eat! Take!" I don't think I was ever at bubbe's and didn't have some meal on the go. I miss her like crazy
Going down into my Grandparents basement in Long Island when i was little. Grandpa and my dad and his brother cranking out sausage into the skins, grandma had a 20 gallon pot on the stove boiling the Pasta. Food hanging everywhere. Oh, boy , do I miss those days.....Great memories !!
I admire people who had grandparents that lived with them because they have the best stories to share. I saw my grandparents once a year because of the distance between us. Sebastian's story about his grandma is woven with laughter and so much love. Thank you for all the laughter during this time of uncertainty.
Sephardic Jewish grandmas are exactly the same . They cook all week and prepare just for the Shabbat meals. They are sometimes so old that they can barely walk. But insist on walking to the grocery store to do their own shopping. And somehow manage to carry it all home. Sometimes a kid like me would volunteer to help any old woman I saw in the streets carry it home. My grandmother had a closet ,just for her home made sweet preserves. From citrus rinds , to eggplants. 1 day a week she would just sit on the floor and make couscous by hand for her entire family to pick up. Another day she would only be baking all sorts of cookies ,for the 4 pm daily mint tea. I am so sad till today that I didn't watch more closely and learn all her recipes. As I've never eaten so good since.
Peruvian grandmas too with that 👵🏽 money interchange 💴 💵 my grandma will have a thing where she kept all the Americans coins (cents, dimes, quarters all that) and I saw it and it was a treasure for her and I loved it too. She will come and hand me comida and at times $5.00 too tsssh just for you. 🤣🙃 love it. ☺️ Italians are such nice people. Truly warming culture as well.🧡
@@1alsaidi319 Have you ever tried authentic mexican food? In México? Taco Bell and Tex-Mex food are not real mexican food. We have sopes, huaraches, chalupas, tostadas, enchiladas, chilaquiles, tamales, pozole, mole, chile en nogada, tortas, tacos al pastor, huevos rancheros, huevos divorciados, huevos a la mexicana, frijoles charros, mariscos, ceviche, tacos dorados, flautas, carne asada, and the list goes on and on...
I would wake up to Italian music every Sunday morning with Roman Catholic church on T.V. with the smell of sauce/gravy. RIP Pascarella. I miss you so much!!
I wish I had known my grandparents on both sides. Only met my mother's parents twice in my whole childhood. Saw my father's patents a little bit more but we were on opposite coasts.
This isn’t even a joke, he is just telling the truth.
Crazy
Damn right. My grandmom was from Sicily and this is exact!
You are so right. Every word of this is true. She was like 55 and looked 85
Scillian grandma, lasagna factory
true
Shout out to grandmas everywhere, don't take them for granted while they are still around
keith parker Covid 19 - 101😔🙏
You are rite.👍
❤🙇🏽♂️❤ RIP Nonni kaboompee. This skit has tears and laughter rolled into one.😕❤
@@vantheman3857 Same here,both my grandmother's are gone.😑
@@jessiehughes9432 forever in our heart, soul & blood my friend ❤ my Nonni used to never swear she would say Saccrammmmentooo California when she got mad, the other day I said it in front of my nieces and nephews and the rest of my family were in shock as well as I was.. it just came out.🤔
She did have a job, she was the family’s personal chef
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Exactly.... outstanding grandmothers👏👏👏
False. She was the family's matriarch.
Not only that but the glue that held the family together way more than just a chef!! Grandmas are the best!
and she was great at it! LOL
His delivery is the best! When he threw that lasagna 😂
Yes!!
His physical comedy is the best!
Reminds me of Cramer, too funny! Loving this guy!!!
So stupid but funny as fuck lol
There were no allergies back then some things gave you the shits you didn't make a crusade out the fact
Sebastian is the only way I am going through this virus
Meee tooo
Did you see the one where his daughter is doing his hair? Freaking adorable.
itgetter9 I’ll enjoy that ... since Im a Hair Stylist... :))
Here's the video of his little daughter doing his hair: czcams.com/video/7va1LBhp9zw/video.html
Same!
My Grandmother was from Norway but lived in Minnesota forever..she was the constant cook. Family reunion over 4th of July 1981. It's 103° in Detroit Lakes Minnesota. She was roasting a 35 lb turkey in a roaster outside on a serving table. Com'mon everybody..no one is leaving without something to eat. She outlived her siblings of 9 in her family and at 94 yrs old in 2008, she now cooks those turkeys in Heaven. What an amazing nana ! Love those stories.
Wow! What a beautiful visual picture you told in few words about your grandmother! God bless her soul!
Love DL area
She didn't give u tradition Norwegian food?? F.esk pinnekjøtt
Rice pudding??
Aw
I'm watching this from Calabria, Italy
What a plasure to hear our southern traditions being brought to The American crowds. My nonna is always cooking everywhere, nobody stays ever hungry. I love my country and I really enjoy seeing you guys learning our costumes from The other side of The earth. Big hugs from Italy, we love you all🙏🙏❤❤
I love your country as well. Wonderful food, beautiful country side and friendly people. God bless and be safe during these trying times.
And Thank You for the San Marzano tomatoes! Best in the world!
Big love from Oregon---stay safe!!
We love Italy!
Gianluca Lanciano, right back at you! From New York, USA, with love. Stay safe paisan.👍
I had an Italian grandma. I can’t get enough of his comedy. The amount of food that lady cranked out was unreal! She would cook us EACH our own chicken!
Polish grandmother's were similar!
Not just italian grandma.
Most family who has grandma in their life is gonna experience this.. Grandma is an angel.. I miss my grandma.. 😪😪
Ameerul Aqmal Malek
Me too! Every single day 😔😢
I miss my Abuelita too...she stayed in the kitchen and got insulted if you told her not to cook so much. Lol
Me too, a lot.
I miss my Italian grandparents too not the same without them
I can't believe I just discovered this laughter generator
It's from his standups on Netflix. He's amazing and hilarious😂
Seriously, I discovered him last night and I have never laughed so hard in my life.
I just discovered him about a couple of weeks ago. I try to watch at least one or two of his CZcams videos every day, if not a few more. I've got some catching up to do. Lol
@ohh geee ...I agree. Something good to take our mind off of the bad stuff for a while. Stay safe and be well. 😊
@ohh geee ...Thank you. 😊
I can SO relate to this, when I was in high school, one mate was Maltese, another was Italian and the other Greek, when we used to walk home from school, we used to first stop at my Maltese mates place, always food on the table and it was pastries on the table, "Come, eat, eat!", we would say goodbye then come to me next mates place - Italian, again, we would go in and it was "Eat, Eat" food was always on the table and would say good bye and come up to my other mates place -
Greek, if it wasnt food on the table, it was home made coffee or a tea or a biscuit or something else - so by the time I got home,,,i was never all that hungry and my mother would say "Why dont you eat?!?! - you wont grow!,,,you dont like my cooking?" and I would always feel bad because i didnt want to tell her I already ate - and it was always home cooked and always DAMNED GOOD.
Cooking was the job! Nona's are the best. He must miss her & her food.
He is just what people need, an excellent reflection of our families!
It's been 21 years since my Sicilian American grandmother has gone to wherever it is we go after this, and I miss her cooking, and her spoiling me, all the time.
jpwjr1199 I’m with you on that. Unfortunately when she passed on, she didn’t pass on a number of recipes. Nobody knows how to make certain things and they are gone forever. Never written down. All in her head from the turn of the century 1900.
If i may say, Bible says where we go after this. You can go to jw.org to read the Bible on line.
My grandma passed away in 2002, and I miss her very much. We still have some of her recipes, but it's still not the same.
@@smaucieri07 Same. It was all on her head, and when I recreate, something is always off. Even my Mom couldn't recreate when my Grandma was alive. They had a magic touch!
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My grandma lives with me. There’s no escaping her, don’t worry I see her everyday and I appreciate her. 😇
I love the honesty. We all have moms and grandmoms who cook in their nightgowns but the world just never discussed it until Sebastian Maniscalco came along.
yep, the nightgown or the bathrobe that was 100 years old lol..
I had a Nana straight off the boat from Italy(she married an Irishman...go figure) we would go visit on weekends and holidays and it was non stop eating. Nana made everything from scratch and my word that woman could cook. She would pinch my cheeks and tell me "manga Cheepy...you needa to eata mora and a grow upa beega anda stronga like a you papa...i miss her still...she gave the best and warmest hugs and loved everyone so much.
I would have made best friends with teenage Sebastian to eat at his house on weekends
Even after his grandma went to the washroom and then used her unwashed hands to mix the sauce? Gross me out.
DJ_Pineapples--One of my high school friends was Italian. I went there one Sunday and was offered gravy bread. Now, I love gravy bread above all things. So, imagine my surprise when gravy bread was Italian bread dipped in sauce! )Good stuff, but not what I expected.) In our household, gravy bread was leftover beef gravy from Sunday dinner that was poured over cheap white bread!!!
yup me too. those days food lasted longer, tasted better. grandma will always be the best.
My Papa always had sauce on the burner when we would visit and always gave us bread dipped in the sauce before we ate. Sebastian is right, Italians are always eating. You eat before you eat and then after you eat, you eat.
SnoopyDoo you ever hear of comedic embellishments??
God bless our nonnas, mine still sends a check every year for Christmas and I'm 25 lol, with the customary postcard of Virgin Mary
Natural Hypertrophy--The saddest day is the one you wake up and realize that you are the last cousin standing, with your siblings if any of them are left. Everyone else is gone. The immigrant grandparents, the one-generation away aunts/uncles, and the cousins you always had around...the silence is dreadful. The memories, poignant. The recipes get passed down and one HOPES that one's children will continue the legacy of the hand needlework, the beautifully painted Easter Eggs, the groaning boards of holiday food, the houses full of relatives every weekend and holiday.
My grandma lived in a converted shed in the backyard. Parents slowly added insulation, lights, gas lines for the stove, fridge, sewer line for the bathroom over the years until it was a full fledged house....not a single permit for anything.
The Room
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My grandma been living in my basement all my life
@@Andy-hi3yt is she still alive?
@@user-io4sr7vg1v IKR Fuck permits and regulations, humans should have the liberty to live how they please as long as it's inoffensive, simple common sense is enough to figure out what's acceptable or not.
The second I get out of lockdown and he has a show, seeing him live is my first priority!!!!
I hope we all can after this.😀
I saw him in Vegas back in October, hilarious!
Saw him in Canada. HILARIOUS!
Me too Melissa !!! ♡♡♡♡ 😘
Definitely go see him at his Live Concert,well worth it seen here in St Louis last year in May was absolutely hilarious.. We'll definitely go again
It literally took the apocalypse to get my Grandmas meatball recipe from my Mother...
Thats 1 thing i never understood. Italians wont give u their recipes. WTF!!!! Lol 😳
Black Wolf 🤷🏻♂️all my vape recipes are online, thadentman on alltheflavors.com
@@blackwolf9524 that's just how they were and they never measured any ingredients. Everything was done by feel
Black Wolf lmao I got 1 of my aunts recipies that I always wanted literally 1 week before she passed! 😂 They never used recipies, or measured anything so she roughly wrote it down for me. I kept thinking maybe she purposely left out an ingredient to be funny, but when i made it months later it was exactly like hers and perfect! 💕👍🇮🇹
Its sad to think recipies can literally disappear with our old italian relatives.
@Robert Diello for sure!!!! Lol
So true any Italian American can relate
Jewish families too Domenico.Very similar when it comes to food!!
I'm Moroccan and I can relate too😊😊😊
Dam straight..I relate with alot he says. Growing up my paternal grandparents had a basement with a full kitchen. Tables end to end big enough fit about 15 or so people. A wine cellar and grew tomatoes and basil. Jared their own sauce. Amd my grandmother always wore those house coats. She even went out in them in nice weather.
@@rrcapra0129 boy do i miss those days all my old family is gone and it's tough today to continue traditions with these kids
@@domenicomalara3118 I completely agree. I still have family around but Its just not like when I was little.
Describing my parents house. Except my nana was always on tortillas and my mom eggs potatoes chorizo. Men out side bbq meat pappys and beer. No one ever hungry at my house. Friends always over.
Sounds miserable I hate people
I eat Da booty ikr, I’d hate that
Kate Hills I legitimately broke up with my ex cause she has a huge family and always had gatherings and would force me to go everytime knowing how uncomfortable I was 😂😂😂
I eat Da booty yooooo me too lmfao! I hate visitors. Peace and quiet 🤫
My Mexican friends are all the same--fantastic food and lots of family. I always feel like family and yeah barbecues to die for. Good people!
My Nonni was like this. I miss her every single day. Such great memories....I love listening to you, Sebastian. It reminds me of the family I miss with all my heart.
since this shutdown, I've seen all 3 netflix specials 5 times with no regrets. Thank you for keeping us smiling and laughing.
Excellent excellent - I can perfectly see the imagery. I grew up with a fantastic Ukrainian grandmother in the house, right off the boat, not a word of English, not even “hello, goodbye“ etc. But great food smells filled the house all day every day. We get rid of the old folks now - that’s not right.
No one makes a good halupki like Ukrainian grandmas!
Me2! Baba & Dido! Miss them everyday!
@@terrykraus1468 same here Terry - each and every day
When I was in college I was friends with a girl who’s family was from Sicily. One weekend I stayed at her house and her dear mother made me more food than I’d ever seen in my life - for one meal! I finished what I thought was a main course, but it was just the first of several appetizers. There was so much more food to come. And it was delicious. I almost exploded! Calamari, pizza, lasagna, sausage, tons of fresh bread and cheese.... So good. I’m Irish, and we don’t eat anything like that.
Lisa Dullard really.....bread and cheese isn’t in Ireland or Irish families ?
Ian Barrett - Of course there’s bread and cheese. I think it’s clear I’m referring to the totality of the meal. The variety and quantity of everything rolled into one meal. Don’t be a smarta**.
If I wasn’t a smart a$$ my life would have no purpose
@@dickrichard5579 -- I've been there, so I get it.
The beauty of his comedy is that everyone raised by first or second generation immigrant Italians experienced the same childhood. Family is #1, food is #2, and "the neighborhood" is #3. Along with family, "respect" is heavily emphasized i.e. "never miss the weddings, and never miss the funerals". And we all kept track of who missed, who showed, and how much $ they gave. If someone gave you $5 as a wedding gift, even if you had to wait 20 years for one of their kids to get married, you gave them back $5. If they missed "mama's" funeral, they were a disgrace never again to be acknowledged in life.
our ITalian grandmothers would win first prize for holding grudges for the longest period of time. They know who did what to whom, why and they make sure the rest of the family knew about it. If you were cheap, that was a disgrace , too. If they didn't like you, they wouldn't feed you. food was love, lol. everything revolved around the table, pretty much.
Those are the best grandmas .
And I bet you miss her DEARLY!!!! At least you should!!!! There's a SPECIAL PLACE IN HEAVEN FOR GRANDMOTHER'S LIKE THAT!!!!
I needed this ... he reminded me of better times 😆😆😆
This guy... saw him in Toronto hands down one of the funniest comics ever
Grandma cooking is always the best!!!!!!! So happy thankful & blessed my grandma is still here!!!! How I love that lady❤
Love u Sebastian!!! My nana had the typical plastic covered couch and NO ONE was allowed to sit. And Pope john Paul II everywhere.
No no not Pope John Paul II... Padre Pio everywhere!
@@MellyP22 Lol, I still have a Padre Pio rosary! Love it!
Omg yes the plastic chair coverings. Grandkids couldn't splash gravy and make a mess!🤣😅
I tried to sit on an Italian couch once. The mom told me to get off 😆
OMG!!! One of my Aunt's had her entire living room & dining room chairs covered in plastic.. Let me tell you as a kid in the early 70's is was not fun unglueing your legs to the chairs when it was summer with shorts on,Ouch!! Ouch!! Still remember the pain
It wasn't just Italians who did this. I grew up in a coal town in NE PA that was a true multicultural community. Most of those cultures came to America from the serfdom and near starvation of Eastern Europe as well as the more affluent Dutch, English, and French. They brought with them centuries-old recipes. Our household was a true mix of cultures: English, French, Dutch, and Lithuanian. Food was EVERYWHERE. Sundays were a migration of relatives. Holidays were a week's worth of open house--at Christmas closer to three, what with Christmas Eve, Christmas, and Epiphany. When I was out on my own, I missed being able to "fress" as my Dutch grandfather used to say. Now I'm the grandmother, and it is my job to ensure that my grandchildren can "fress, casse-croûte . užkandis , snack" at will.
What town were you from? My Nana was Lithuaniun from Shenandoah.
Wow, not to far from where my family lived. They were also from Vilnius and came here in 1890.
That is beautiful, absolutely beautiful 💗💕💗💕💗
@@debradowling800--Were you aware that the Roman Catholic Church was instrumental in paying the way for many of the Polish, Lithuanian, and Slavic people to migrate to the USA as coal miners and factory workers? Some Lithuanians worked in New York State for the Endicott Johnson shoe factory . Many were sent to the coal mines, mostly the anthracite ones. Because their command of English was so slim, they were treated horribly (no protective gear, etc.). I left (my generation of cousins were the first to get out of that dismal mess) and never looked back. When I went back for a visit about 8 years ago, I found that what was left was practically ghost towns and almost no upward mobility.
My Nanas' dad died in a mining accident at Ellen-Gowen. It was a hard life to be sure.
I just found this genius of a comedian, currently binge watching him on lockdown.. I cant handle him...I'm trying to breath over here! No luck! 🤣🤣🤣
I just loved the physical comedy of the grandmother in the basement tossing up lasagnas!
Grandmas are the judge, jury, Chef, officer, Doctor, Nurse, dentist... you were her personal driver though. Lol.
Sounds exactly like my Sicilian Grandma right down to the "house dresses" and the shoes! And the Sicili-English was spot on "aspetta" and "veni que" (sp?)! We had an overabundance of yummy food!
Anca820 “Vieni qua” (come here). 😄👍🏻
Lol my family still uses aspetta! 😂
And I bet your Grandma has 'BREASTS.'
What do "aspetta" and "veni que" mean?
Pur9leRain wait a minute! (when you're being impatient😂), and come here. At least thats how my fam uses it. 🤷♀️
My Grandma lived in the basement, not in her apartment upstairs, cranking out food. Made all her own dough, measuring by handfuls, maybe a coffee mug. She would send me to the bakery at the corner for Italian bread. My reward, a slice with gravy on it, la scarpetta.
You just reminded me of my grandmother that did the same kinda stuff. Some of my best memories were going to her house and her asking if i was hungry. She loved us so much she just wanted us to enjoy her food and be happy..a truly wonderful woman.
Today marks one year since my granny died.. she was everything to me and took care of me.. I miss her terribly
You know you’re In an Italian house when the kitchen in the shed or basement gets used more than the kitchen in the house 😂
Aw, my grandma the same. God bless our grandmas!
God bless 😇✨ your Grandma, Sebastian 😁. Cooking, constantly, is how they expressed Love 👩🏽🌾
My grandma from Cosenza didn't know how to read or write yet she could cook and bake magnificently and also knit without a pattern.
She could cure any sickness. She was the love of my life.
Carmela Reda
My Nana was Irish....Thanksgiving, id walk in, she'd be hanging over the high top of the stove, ( circa 1950s) cocktail in one hand, stirring gravey with the other .
Nanas: the heart of our culture
It's hard to get enough of this guy. Great work!
OMGOSH, I needed this laugh, I'm picturing my grandmother in the basement at "her" kitchen table making mozzarella balls, 🤣
I'm Calabrese and this is my grandma to a T. First we lived downstairs. Then we moved across the street. No schooling. Never worked. Just cleaned and did laundry and cooked like there was no tomorrow. Really cooked. Very broken English. We all got quarters to spend. But food all over. Bread,pizza, meatballs, sausage, chicken soup, homemade pasta and more bread. Worked like a mule from sun up to sundown. God I miss her. I loved her dearly.
My mother did that to my son with the money thing! She’d slip it into his hand when he was leaving the house but only after she fed him! ❤️
I can't stop watching this. It's like I'm back in 1960 watching grandma fry fish in the basement on a tiny gas stove. The fruit bin was always loaded with jars with masking tape labels -- cracked olives, caponata, tomatoes for sugo.
That clip reminds me of going to my parents house on long island, the food just literally comes out of nowhere.😂🍗🍖🍔🍝🍰🍩🍧
My college roommate's family were from Sicily.
Sauce was on the stove....all the time. Even in middle of night. Gave me a tupperware of pasta when we left. 4 words of English: hello, good night, and eat .
No one beats Grandma's cooking 👍❤
When my grandmother was alive, any time we would visit her the table would be filled with delicious Italian food..... Even if we were just stopping by for coffee!
Those strange boxes of assorted cookies and chocolate with the coffee
@Robert Diello Til not long ago, I could find the S-shaped cookies and the anisette toast. I guess you have to order on Amazon or live in an Italian area. Best cookies--that and the real Italian cookies from the bakery. Maraschino cherry in top or the ones with the colored layers and dipped in chocolate.
it was be a sin in our house if someone came over and nothing was put out on the table. you just didn't do that, lol. even if it was just coffee. the Entenmann's boxes on the kitchen counter..lol.
@@Anca820 I loved the ones with the cherries!
Bucket List: Sebastian Maniscalco show😂🤣
Seen him at Shea's, in Buffalo, omg, hysterical.
Absolutely
@Dj Maillette Exactly,I was laughing so much my jaws were hurting!! Not to mention I was needing a Kleenex too Lol He's fantastic in Concert
My grandmother lived to feed us. She was only happy if we were complimenting her fabulous food. What a gift! Bread, salt, cream, butter, white and brown sugar, roasted stuffed chicken, dumplings, homemade ice cream...it poured. Now, I'm sugar-free, gluten-free, wheat-free, vegetarian. My life has gone to h--l, lol, but I'm "thin." Life is all downhill, lol.
and they don't understand the way we eat now, lol. My family is Italian ,too and my brother's wife is also Italian. When my nephew was born, everyone was at the house. My mom and her mom were going to the store . I told my mom I don't eat the way she eats anymore. My brother and his wife are the same, they don't eat the way we all grew up. My mom and my sis in law's mother, both rolled their eyes and her mother says, "Oh Christ, you too?! well, we're eating real food and the rest of yous can go outside and graze. come on Debbie, let's go now." and they both bitched otw out the front door about how we eat now. it was hilarious!
You are too much!! The first time I saw these skits I about died. I could not believe you were talking about my Italian family...and in Chicago. Today...you still crack me up! You MUST be taking notes and creating jokes from the Corona Quarentine!!! You are gifted Sebastian!! Thank you for the laughter especially through this bizarre crisis! Stay safe Stay Healthy. 💙
Sebastian is really in his prime. Sometimes, every twitch and breath is perfect. Pure talent.
My grandma used to put all kinda crazy stuff in pots and pans bit it always came out good
On here to get my DAILY dose of Sebastian!! He is hysterical!!! 😂😂😂 This reminds me of my Cuban grandmother who was always cooking delicious food for us everyday! She didn't speak a word of English either...don't ever take your grandmas for granted.
The kitchen in the basement!...No matter where, in Melrose Park or Highland Park, always a kitchen in the bashimente!
Cranking out lasagna! Hahahaha 😂 🤣!
Sebastian is one of my favorites! I grew up with an Italian grandma and all of his references hit the mark 😂. You never went hungry, that’s for sure
He's gotta be one of my favorite comedians. The way he acts when he moves around is funny like Chris Farley. Watch the way he imitates his grand mother throwing the lasagna on the table 🤣
Protect everybody's grandmas by staying home.
Tea Burn Yeah- isolate the poor lonely gal.
@Tea
Stop.spreading. LIES.
Home isn't "saving" ANYONE.
**Isolation kills**.
Lack of fresh air & vitamin D, kills older people.
had an italian friend,everytime i'd come to his house,bang!,a huge bowl of spaghetti was whipped up for an entire army...only problem was,there were two of us
Hahahaha 😂 🤣!
Oh,I know & if you dared said NO Look out Mom or Grandma would be so insulted!! My Mom was Mexican & if you said no to any of her food she would still insist in her broken English; Try,Try you like!! Lol Miss my Mom so much😥😥
I made the mistake of finishing a giant bowl of spaghetti once at an italian friend's house. I didn't know that meant I liked it and his mother came outta nowhere and filled it up again.
"Joe, I'm full I can't eat any more" (whispered to my friend)
"You gotta eat man cause if you don't she'll be pissed"
That does not sound like a problem to me,more like a Blessing for 🍝 two🍝 🍻
@@alien4053 😂she'll be pissed,I've been there,and they don't stop eating.
Funniest penguin I have ever heard.
This stuff is so true sounds just like my grandparents. My great grandma spoke little English so it was like Italish. She called me spaghetti 🍝 sauce and my sister appela sauce lol. She made our underwear. She had jars of buttons in her house I played with them all day. 🌶🍝
Exactly like my both grandmothers. I'm 33 now and they are long gone, but they left the best memories.
So true Sebastian. God bless us Italians
When this lockdown is over, first person i'm gonna thank is sebastian maniscalco for keeping me alive 😂😂
Mama Mia! This sounds just like my husband's grandmother. Or Nonna, as they called her. Especially the part about the rolled-down nylons & swollen feet stuffed into the old grandma shoes. His grandma always wore a grey or black dress though, rather than her nightgown. She started with the dark dresses when her husband died, & never wore anything colorful after that. She was always wanting to feed you... even if you stopped by just after you'd been out for dinner. You had to eat "a little something", or else her feelings were hurt. My husband was very proud of the Italian part of his heritage. He was also part German, but if asked, he was Italian, period.
our biggest meals were after church on sundays, all the food you could eat, leftovers all week. family members everywhere, miss those days
Dude I just tried Sebastian's insane body movements and I've sprained 26 parts of my body.
OMG! This hits close to home, growing up with my off the boat Sicilian grandmother. We never bought bread, she made it fresh every couple of days from the additional kitchen in the basement! Let's not forget the constant fountain of amogio sauce!
Preach! Big ups to all the Nonna's out there doin' they thang!
I see a lot of comments saying my grandma/ma was this nationality, that nationality and they were the same. I think a lot of different types of immigrant families were like that back in the day. Family was important. Now with the majority of families with two incomes needed to buy a house family time is on the decline and dinner time substituted with take out. The decline of the family structure may slowly mean a decline in society.
100% decline of family is a decline of our society. That’s why divorce is so detrimental.
Here's an AMEN.
Love this man! He is so funny!
He is a hoot!! 🤣😂
"just cranking out lasagna" 😂😂😂
I love his old country family stories.
Thanks for getting us through quarantine Sebastian. God bless grandmas everywhere. My grandma used to make cream puffs and we’d have tea parties and paint our nails. She always dressed like she was going to mass even to go to the bank. Very classy grandma. Miss you Grandjean!
This is exactly my Nonni Kaboompee she would have me go out to the garden and get Rosemary for the pot stew. And she give me one of those gold coins with chocolate inside and yeah she never drove or ever had a license. RIP Nonni❤ 🙇🏽♂️❤
Yes! The gold wrapped chocolate coins! Aww, I forgot about those! And what food! Now I know why I cant go out to eat and enjoy it. None of that food is made with so much love.
@@ciaohowdy7005 🙇🏽♂️💕
@Robert Diello I think money and saving it was so important to immigrants because they lived through the depression. So as a sign of love, we got money or the candy. Those chocolate coins came in a green net bag. I remember that. I hope all of this is in Heaven.
@@Anca820 wow great comment you're probably 100% correct. My aunt actually brought some of those over the other day to my mother (they still make them🙄) I'm visiting her in Northern California right now staring at them right now!!! in green net bag !!! The coins are from all over the world. My great-grandparents took a boat from Italy to San Francisco and ended up settling in Santa Cruz and the Bay Area. I'll ask my aunt where she bought them tomorrow and repost so we can keep the tradition going for future Generations ❤🙇🏽♂️👌🏽
@Robert Diello LOL they were valuable to me as a child that's for sure ! Cheers my friend stay safe, stay well and blessed 😋🍷
The Benedettos had a Grandmother living in the garage. She come out with pizza when we were playing.
I'm from aiken, sc (43), and i remember going to college with a darren dibenedetto, from ny. Nice guy
For me, it was my bubbe from Poland. Always got cookies, honey cake, matzo ball soup, roast chicken. Bubbe was always baking, cooking, got a fridge full of food. Every five seconds, "Go eat! Essen! There's food in the fridge! Go eat! Take!" I don't think I was ever at bubbe's and didn't have some meal on the go. I miss her like crazy
That was so cute.."Its a dime"...shhhhhh
I MISS MY GRANMA 💗💕💗💕💗
Me too!❤
Me too 😰
Everybody's Grandma on this comment section will be missed!!
Same here,she used to give me some change when grandpa wasn't looking, same as Sebastian's grandmother! LoL
@@jessiehughes9432 lol 💗
What so sad is that we lost all this ,no true old world Italian traditions in the house holds anymore 😢
Going down into my Grandparents basement in Long Island when i was little. Grandpa and my dad and his brother cranking out sausage into the skins, grandma had a 20 gallon pot on the stove boiling the Pasta. Food hanging everywhere. Oh, boy , do I miss those days.....Great memories !!
I admire people who had grandparents that lived with them because they have the best stories to share. I saw my grandparents once a year because of the distance between us. Sebastian's story about his grandma is woven with laughter and so much love. Thank you for all the laughter during this time of uncertainty.
This man is so talented. I love how gracefully he moves
Sephardic Jewish grandmas are exactly the same . They cook all week and prepare just for the Shabbat meals. They are sometimes so old that they can barely walk. But insist on walking to the grocery store to do their own shopping. And somehow manage to carry it all home. Sometimes a kid like me would volunteer to help any old woman I saw in the streets carry it home. My grandmother had a closet ,just for her home made sweet preserves. From citrus rinds , to eggplants. 1 day a week she would just sit on the floor and make couscous by hand for her entire family to pick up. Another day she would only be baking all sorts of cookies ,for the 4 pm daily mint tea. I am so sad till today that I didn't watch more closely and learn all her recipes. As I've never eaten so good since.
Peruvian grandmas too with that 👵🏽 money interchange 💴 💵 my grandma will have a thing where she kept all the Americans coins (cents, dimes, quarters all that) and I saw it and it was a treasure for her and I loved it too. She will come and hand me comida and at times $5.00 too tsssh just for you. 🤣🙃 love it. ☺️ Italians are such nice people. Truly warming culture as well.🧡
Very similar to mexican grandmothers.....nanas
All you really have are tacos and burritos
@@1alsaidi319 ich.unesco.org/en/RL/traditional-mexican-cuisine-ancestral-ongoing-community-culture-the-michoacan-paradigm-00400
@@1alsaidi319 UNESCO named mexican cuisine an intangible cultural heritage, I rest my case.
@@1alsaidi319 Have you ever tried authentic mexican food? In México? Taco Bell and Tex-Mex food are not real mexican food. We have sopes, huaraches, chalupas, tostadas, enchiladas, chilaquiles, tamales, pozole, mole, chile en nogada, tortas, tacos al pastor, huevos rancheros, huevos divorciados, huevos a la mexicana, frijoles charros, mariscos, ceviche, tacos dorados, flautas, carne asada, and the list goes on and on...
@@wibli I love all that food you mentioned but I've never had any better breakfast than a Tex Mex breakfast
It was like a Lasagna factory in the basement lol!
I would wake up to Italian music every Sunday morning with Roman Catholic church on T.V. with the smell of sauce/gravy. RIP Pascarella. I miss you so much!!
I wish I had known my grandparents on both sides. Only met my mother's parents twice in my whole childhood. Saw my father's patents a little bit more but we were on opposite coasts.
love this one....to all the Grandma around the globe....the pillar of the Family