Life Long Passion for Food Part 7: Thanksgiving Stories Continued

I had written about something that went wrong in my last post. Now the getting away part. After I had graduated college, I had moved to California. I got to visit here with my cousin at the age of 19 all summer and fell in love. I went back to finish school with the firm intent to move to California upon graduating.  Luckily for me, I had two job offers. Some 17 or 18 years later I was married. My cousin had married into a large family whom I had lived with a few months while apartment hunting a few years earlier. I had wanted my cousin to come for Thanksgiving but with her came all the in-laws, too. read...

Life Long Passion for Food Part 3: Abruzzo

In my last post, I mentioned my Italian mother. My grandparents came from the Abruzzo region of Italy. It’s a region to the east of Rome and part of the region borders the Adriatic Sea. My grandparents were from the mountains in Abruzzo, a little town called Castel Di Sangro. Italy has many different regions and many have their own dialect and their own food traditions. For us, it was making sauce with different kinds of meat for a very rich, deeply flavored sauce, cavatilles (also known as gnocchi), pasta fagioli, Italian wedding soup, scamorza (a cheese similar to French Raclette), ricotta cheese pie, and Italian Wedding Cake. I can’t forget biscotti either! read...

Summer Vacation or Future Preview?

I was 19 and on a  train for my first California trip. It would be one lovely summer  to care for my cousin’s small son and fix breakfasts on weekdays. Evenings and weekends were mine to do as I pleased and I had use of their car if needed. Whoopee! How could I refuse. It took 2 or 3 days of travel from Ohio. I don’t remember much of the railroad travel. I do remember my first meal in California  however! I was picked up at the LA Union station and taken to my cousin’s house in San Fernando Valley. There I found a dining room table set with a tablecloth, cloth napkins, wine glasses, and candles. I had never seen that in a home before! read...

Family Break Part 4

The day was becoming increasingly hotter and hotter.  This was by the far the hottest day I had experienced here.  As we drove to the next winery, we passed a couple of single horse drawn carriages being driven my Amish men,  saw an Amish girl in her blue dress and white bonnet on her bike and another young Amish woman jogging.  The country side was full of beautiful looking farms. Soon we were at our last stop.  This time the winery was a much bigger enterprise, Raven’s Glenn Winery.  It was big and to be honest, I didn’t like the look of it enough to take a picture of it.  What a little photo snob I am! We went inside and saw a very long tasting bar. They also had racks and racks of wine.  Ray and I went to the bar and Loretta and Rose decided to relax on the porch in the white rocking chairs. read...

Family Break, Part 1

I’d been visiting with family, playing with my great nieces, going places with my nieces and my sister, sorting through family photos,  attending a funeral, and visiting with high school friends.    Monday of my  trip  was a day to play a real tourist in Ohio! My cousin, Ray, (he’s really my step-cousin but I’m upgrading him to real family because I really like him!) is taking myself, Loretta and Rose (Ray’s mother) to go on some winery tours. When I had told my husband what our plans were for Monday, he chuckled and said “Well, that will be a waste of time!”  Guess he felt that Ohio had little to offer in the way of wines!  I was going to give Ohio the benefit of the doubt and tour some of the country around where I was born and raised and the best part was I didn’t have to be anywhere near the drama.  Selfish you say?  Hell, yes,  and that was what I needed, a break.  I had the morning to myself, got up, made breakfast, had a shower and was ready. read...