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Around The Table
Great Grandma was a reckoning force. She held a firm grasp on her matriarchal status through her long adult life. She left Sicily as a young mother, raised her family— five daughters, in a Mott Street tenement. She had a controlling hand in managing her home, her daughter's homes, and some neighbors as well. She… Continue reading V Is For The Veal Cutlet Story
When my mom was a young mother with a brood of 5 kids, she would have my aunts over for the afternoon. All of us kids would run amok while our moms chatted, sipped coffee, and ate cake. My mom would “doctor” box cake mixes for the company. Most of her ideas came from the… Continue reading U Is For Upside Down Pineapple Cake
I came across a recipe for tomato pie a few summers ago. Tomatoes had been my top favorite vegetable/fruit—the one I happily tend to in my garden. From August to October, tomatoes cluttered my kitchen. I cooked some down for sauce, sliced them for tomato and cheese sandwiches, tossed together tomatoes and red onion… Continue reading T Is For Tomato Pie
It's sauce - not gravy. I grew up on sauce. Tomato sauce simmers on Sundays. A big pot is set up so that there is plenty of sauce left over for the week. First, onions and garlic are sautéed in olive oil, surrounding the kitchen with cozy warmth. Crushed tomatoes are added, salted and seasoned. No… Continue reading S Is For Sauce
I was not familiar with rhubarb. My mom never ventured with the tart and fibrous vegetable that needed an abundance of sugar and fuss. I discovered rhubarb from my mother-in-law, Helga Martin. She grew it! There was a big cluster of the purply red stalks growing happily on the edge of her garden. She planted one… Continue reading R Is For Rhubarb
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