My Grandma's Kitchen

There is one place in a home that is ruled by an Italian grandmother, “The Kitchen”. My Grandmother would be the first to wake up every morning making sure that the expresso coffee was ready for my grandfather. She would prepare a basic breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast for her husband and five children.

On weekends early in the morning she would be found in the kitchen making homemade pasta on a large board over the sink. The large sauce pot on the stove was being cooked to perfection. The sweet aroma cascaded around the entire home.

Grandma and Grandpa had four daughters and one son and none of them knew how to cook. They were banned from the kitchen for always getting in Grandma’s way. She had her own cooking routine that she did not want disrupted.

The morning after her son was married and living in his apartment with his bride a sound was heard from their kitchen. It was grandma who could not help herself from making them breakfast. It was amazing with the little resources my Grandparents had they were always able to put food on the table.