as promised….italian-american pidge hcs by your certified italian-american dude since pidge was confirmed to be italian
here we go:
-she calls marinara sauce gravy/red gravy. this confuses the fuck outta everyone, especially hunk. she’ll try cooking with him and be like “throw some more oregano in the gravy” and he’ll be like “?????”
-pizza is life. i hc now that she grew up in new jersey/new york (home of most italian-americans), so she’s used to BIG thin slices of pizza covered in olive oil. one time she went down south and almost DIED at how small and shitty the slices of pizza were.
-when people piss her off, she gives them the italian salute, but they don’t know what it means
-she can’t speak italian but she’ll curse/make exclamations in it (“madonna!”)
-she once brought lance and hunk to her cousin’s wedding as her platonic “dates” and the whole time the three of them just watched as all the little old ladies took tubbaware out of their purses and started stealing food out of the buffet line
-also, she took lance and hunk to her grandma’s house and the whole time she insisted on feeding them. idk, i think this is pretty universal across all grandma’s, but italian grandma’s will either passive aggressively force you to eat or they will curse you out/make you feel bad until you eat.
-matt tried to be an italian stallion (think the white tank top, greased back black hair, gold chain with a cross on the end, mama’s boy type of dude) because they had a cousin that fit the stereotype but he wasn’t stocky enough and didn’t have the attitude. pidge thought it was hilarious.
-now that she’s in space she would kill for those jelly sandwich cookies
-and also penne vodka
-and also a good cannoli
-she once fought a guy over the importance of cannolis (this is something i have done)
-christmas is the biggest holiday (feast of the seven fishes, baby)