Stories Served Served Around The Table
Around The Table
Q was a challenge. I’ll apologize in advance for the overuse of adjectives and subliminal imagery. Remember the book Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche? It was a tongue-in-cheek satire masculine stereotypes. I have baked and eaten many quiches. I believe it is a delicious metaphor for the perfect man. First off, there is the pie… Continue reading Q is For Quiche
Pastina is a tiny star shaped pasta. It is cooked like rice whereby boiled water soaks into the pasta creating plump creamy stars. Add butter and a splash of milk, stir, and a perfect baby to granny lunch is ready. I had always known pastina to be a pantry staple. My favorite memory of pastina… Continue reading P Is For Pastina
Cancer reoccurred in 2012. I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer—a forever battle. It was a scary time for my family and me. There was so much uncertainty. Everyone coped in their own way. My youngest daughter, Robyn, needed to take a walk. She took off for Spain to hike the Camino de Santiago, an… Continue reading O Is For Octopus
N got tricky. I had a hard time coming up with a food memory that began with N. Perhaps I was starting to feel fatigued with this Blogging A to Z Challenge. I was prying open pistachio shells pondering the work it takes to get to the meat of a nut. Ah—I was taken back… Continue reading N is for Nuts
Sundays were always macaroni and meatball days. Mom would start the sauce first thing in the morning. She claimed that my little brother wouldn't know the next day was Monday if he didn't have macaroni and meatballs on Sunday. When I was a young kid, Sundays were spent in Brooklyn at my grandma's. Grandma worked… Continue reading M Is For A Meatball On A Fork
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