I hope Chris doesn't mind me chiming in here (he and I just had this discussion). The proper, Italian way is "Sha-BA-ra." However, I believe most Americans like to mangle it with a pronunciation of "Ska-BA-ra." Hmmph.
Thanks, Jennifer! My best guess was "skee-AH-ber-a". Glad I asked, it's a pet peave of mine to not know a word's proper pronounciation. I'm guessing your name is pronounced "ee-a-NO-lo," and not "eye-a-NO-lo" -- is that correct?
Hey folks... funny, this is a question that came up back in January. My old Sicilian relatives pronounced the name slightly differently from Jennifer's rendering (which is excellent). Check out my discussion of it here.
Oh, Jennifer, you have it right! I was just relating the serious Sicilian types who want to roll their R's. :) And if you listen to the "real" Italians, the Sicilians don't even qualify. We're mutts. :) And I'm half-Greek too... so Zeus knows what that makes me! :) (Edited by sciabarra on 10/04, 6:13pm)
LOL...Chris, we were posting at the same time. I was saying:
Good thing that strip of water separates them from us Calabrese folk. :P Lots of Sicilian jokes when I was growing up. That's ok -- you guys are a separate species, and we are ruthlessly stubborn (testa dura, indeed).
I mean, sure, it's an alternate pronunciation, but I think it has alot more character. Remember, syllables suggest erudition. Otherwise, Dr. Chris.
Iannolo: I like to put her first initial in front of her last name (as in her email address) so it goes jahn-NOH-lo. Almost sounds Jamaican.
Perigo: PRAY-go. As in Prego spaghetti sauce. That's my mental shorthand. I used to fancifully pronounce his name as Lindsay Perry-AY-go and hum, in my mind, "Where in the world is Lindsay Perry-AY-go?" to the tune of Carmen Sandiego...
DeSalvo: AHS-hole!!!!!!!! (this is the NZ pronunciation, though. Linz does a nice job of mimicing a nice Chicago pronunciation of 'ass').
Silly mood...very silly mood. (Edited by Scott DeSalvo on 10/04, 6:24pm)
I investigated Spivey's Corner, and found no Sciabarras. But I can't believe that I am going to confess this here and now. I am a big fan of web-footed Ducks, and feed them regularly at a duck pond close to my home here in Brooklyn. And... true confessions: I actually was born with two toes on my right foot (I had to check first) that have a very subtle webbing (retaining a space) between them. Second and third digits. "Twin toes" they are called. And God! They apparently have discussion lists about this phenomenon all over the Internet. (I'm sure this is a lot more information than any of you really wanted to hear...)
Still, perhaps this twin-toes phenomenon genetically explains my dialectical commitment to overcoming dualisms? :)