In much the same way that I believe it is important to gather our parents and grandparents around the table to capture their stories so that we can pass them on to the next generation, I also know how precious the food we put on the table is to our family memories. Some of my most treasured recipes are the ones passed down to me by my mother, written in her own hand. She has been gone almost fourteen years, but when I read her instructions for preparing artichoke hearts or pickled eggplant, I feel as if she is at my elbow in the kitchen.
COME SIT AT MY TABLE
A collection of recipes from
Across the Table
Dancing on Sunday Afternoons
and My Own Family
In much the same way that I believe it is important to gather our parents and grandparents around the table to capture their stories so that we can pass them on to the next generation, I also know how precious the food we put on the table is to our family memories. Some of my most treasured recipes are the ones passed down to me by my mother, written in her own hand. She has been gone almost fourteen years, but when I read her instructions for preparing stuffed artichokes or pickled eggplant, I feel as if she is at my elbow in the kitchen.
I put together my cookbook, COME SIT AT MY TABLE, for two reasons: to sustain the traditions of my Italian heritage and to share with my readers some of the dishes that grace the pages of my stories—from moments of celebration like Rose and Al’s wedding in ACROSS THE TABLE to expressions of hope for a new beginning like the picnic Rose prepares for the trip to the beach at Marblehead or the St. Joseph Cream Puffs Giulia bakes when Salvatore courts her in DANCING ON SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
What I hope you’ll discover within the pages of COME SIT AT MY TABLE are simple recipes that recall your own family memories or create new ones.
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