It was my grandma who first taught me to cook, first helped me spoon drops of rounded batter, plump with chocolate chips and sweet dough, onto cookie sheets at her kitchen table. She grew tomatoes in her backyard, made homemade pizzas, fed me delicious chicken on clear glass plates. Self-taught, she catered weddings, rolled her own cannolis. Cooking was her world; the kitchen, where she felt most comfortable.
And so it is for her today, on the ninth anniversary of her death, that I start this blog, in an attempt to pursue food, and the writing about it, with the same passion that defined her.














Congratulations on starting this! I think your grandma would be very proud. I can’t wait for all the greatness that is sure to come.
Yeay! For new blogs. What a great thing to write about. I am adding you to my blogroll!!
You have inspired me to start my own blog. It is truly wonderful that I have the pleasure of knowing someone who shares a similar passion. You’ve got the food, and I’ve got the travel destinations! I am looking forward to some posts about desserts! YUM!!
LOVE the name ;o) im so excited to see the progression/success
Thanks, guys!
I loved reading your first post. isn’t it wonderful to honor our grandparents? My grandmothers taught me everything about food and how to enjoy cooking it and eating it. I often write about them myself. this is a wonderful tribute to yours. thanks for sharing.
You’re sweet, Chessa. It helps me feel connected to her to cook, sometimes, because I’m doing something she used to, the way she used to. Grandmas are wonderful.