Monday, November 23, 2009

Sage Advice

Let's talk "sage"; not of the herbal variety, though.

As I cook away, memories of my childhood kitchen prevail. Though small, we all fit nicely, enveloped in its warm love and delicious aromas. I can picture my Gran, patiently frying the veggies for the Fritto Misto; Dad pounding the olives for the special salad; Mom concocting something from her imagination that would be spectacular; myself and Ronnie, learning to cook in a fun way... and constantly taste-testing!

No Dr. Spock necessary in those days; my family members knew well how to come together in the creation of indelible memories to cherish for a lifetime. I remain forever indebted to them.