Buon appetito, buongiorno, grazie, nonna, nonno, Pasqua, Natale… If you are born into an Italian family in Australia, these words become part of your vocabulary. They were so imbedded in mine as a child, I didn’t realise there was an English equivalent.

The Roman forum was a public space: the key political, ritual and civic center. If I were to compare it to a modern day equivalent in Melbourne, then Cafè Brunetti in Carlton meets the criteria. It is my third year working at Brunetti and it has been more than a part time job while attending university.

Homemade lunch at Nonna’s, Italian school on Saturdays, traditions of sauce making season, salami and olive. These are a few of the precious memories each founder and member of VITA share and hold dearly. Although each born in Australia, VITA representatives have Italian background.

“Are you Italian?” “Yes, but I was born and raised in Australia.” “Well, you’re Australian then.”

So far, all of my past articles have been surprisingly easy to write. That may be because I’ve been writing about my own experience as part of the Italo-Australian youth, as well as gli italiani anziani, the elderly Italians (or Nonni) with whom most of us Italo-Australians grew up with. (Photo Courtesy of Natalie Di Pasquale)

In 2016, Alessandro Verratti and Matteo Murone finally returned home from Genova, crushed, thinking all hope was lost. ‘I didn’t want to do anything but play soccer,’ Alessandro says, ‘I couldn’t accept that it was over.’

It seems the wave of Italian migration to Australia, particularly Melbourne, just keeps getting bigger. Postwar migration saw Australia’s first Italians forming small communities around the city of Melbourne, creating “Little Italy” on Lygon street, Carlton. So, it makes sense that Carlton is the location to hold the annual Italian Festa, which unfortunately, draws fewer crowds every year. (Photo- Source freemelbourne.com.au)