Today would have been my Nana’s 106th birthday. She was the epitome of a matriarch of an Italian family. Growing up, we lived next door to my grandparents and I would often go over to their house after school. I would play gin rummy (yes) with my grandfather, and my nana would serve me either an egg salad with pickled relish sandwich or a cream cheese and jam sandwich as a snack. Truthfully, I dreaded having to eat them, but every time she served them I felt this amazing sense of being cared for. She used to make homemade pasta and cannoli in her second kitchen. Pasta hung to dry everywhere and those cannoli... so yummy. (Maybe that is why I am on a relentless mission to find the best cannoli anywhere.) I never received formal cooking lessons from her, but I think through osmosis I learned the importance of creating a satisfying meal, extending gracious hospitality, the art of entertaining, and the centrality of family. Thank you, Nana, and Happy Birthday!
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