After 59 years in Canada, my dad went back to Italy. One bite of real mozzarella said it all. But his grandkids never learned Italian, and the family back home doesn't speak English. So we put this on the table. My aunt told my son stories about his nonno, and it said every word in English, out loud. My son answered, and it said it in Italian. I haven't seen my dad laugh like that in years. 59 years apart. Now his two families finally talk. š The one we brought to Italy is linked below. Dramatization.