Aprons and pinafores have always existed, almost as an atavic instinct of protection from the subconscious desire to not stain oneself, a desire to remain intimately clean in a very dirty world. Being spotless is synonymous of brave, and that is how we want Nonna Betta’s grandchildren to be.
Fear is a block that stops us from daring, trying, attempting, asking, insisting, ignoring, and disobeying. Soon enough Nonna Betta’s grandchildren will be easily recognizable thanks to the proud gaze and cavalier attitude.
Artichoke after artichoke, Nonna Betta’s grandchildren will conquer their own personal apron to be protected against the snares of sugo, the trechearous oil spatter, the teetering ladels, the uncontrolled stove flame and all other perils of the modern kitchen.
Oh, grandchildren of Nonna Betta, we beckon you to come discover how to obtain the protection and elegance acquired by donning the exclusive, hand (and machine) embroidered apron of Nonna Betta.