There was no kids’ table at this party, no singles table, nobody under the age of 35 even. A lot of gray hair, red wine, and sappy stories that all seemed to start with “I remember when . . .” It was my father’s 70th birthday party, held at Venda Ravioli, an Italian market in Providence’s Federal Hill neighborhood, where …

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