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Dinner
at Grandma's
Charles
Ilaria III
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The
thing that I most remember about growing up was how Grandma could
cook! There was one time when me, Karen, Terri and Greg went to Grandma's
in Newark. She must have made 4 lb of cavatelli, an entire bowl of
gravy meat, and chicken parm. We had to eat something from every dish
(or she would get insulted!).
I also remember going to the East Orange house at Christmas. It must
have been in the sixties. Of course, all the aunts and uncles were
there, so us kids were relegated to the kitchen. I think that it was
more fun out there, because , if we didn't kill each other, Grandma/Grandpa
and our parents left us alone. Anyhow, I remember going there around
1 or 2, sitting at the table and eating, starting usually with macaroni
(always home made and very delicious), the gravy meat, a salad, a
meat dish of some sort, usually ham or roast beef, then the fresh
fruit and desserts. The aunts and uncles usually had coffee (black
or brown?). And after all that eating, Grandma usually made her world
famous pizza. (No wonder we all have a weight problem!).
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