Church on Easter Sunday Morning.

20140420_131117Took MOM to her Local Parish — a typical Catholic Church.
Lots of folks in attendance — Easter Sunday.
In front of us sat a six year old boy with his Mother.

He was coloring in his Scooby Doo Coloring Book.
He had the Most Exciting thing in the World a Child can have:
A box of Crayola 24 Crayons. (more…)

The Legend of the Easter Egg

As Ukrainian Legend has it…

WhiteEggBasketOne morning, a peddler set out to market, carrying a basket of eggs.

It was a long walk across many hills. But in those days, the marketplace was the only source of income and trade for many of the surrounding villages. Most of the commerce was in the form of barter, and while the peddler was not sure what he could get for a simple basket of eggs, it was all he had. (more…)

My MOM’s Pizza Pans

 

IMG_2786Italians can be very superstitious about cooking.
I make my GrandMother’s Stroufeli probably closer to what hers tasted like than anyone else in the family. When she passed on, I inherited the pot in which she made it.
My Pizza Rustica is pretty good, but it lacks that authentic touch.
My cousin once told me the difference was in the crust.
“That’s because you may have gotten Grandma’s Stroufeli Pot, but I got her Rolling Pin!”
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Twenty Minutes on the Train

TimeFliesRushing amidst a very full day:
Meetings
Work Responsibilities
Taking Care of MOM
Taxes
So Many things to Do

And only twenty minutes to write. (more…)