Growing up in a house where your mom is first-generation German and dad is second-generation Italian can make for conflicting culinary choices. Because I was a fussy eater (and so too were my younger sisters), mom tended to make pasta and gravy (red sauce) every other Sunday to appeal to our simple tastes. But mom was a first-rate baker who could whip up cookies, pies and cakes — all of which appealed to everyone!
This multimedia piece was produced for the “Coming to the Table” series from Feet In Two Worlds.
As a kid, my mom would make a lot of Irish and American dishes, Meatloaf, potatoes, and string beans was a regular staple. However each autumn, my mom would assemble the ingredients for beef stew. When I finally moved out on my own, my parents wanted to know if I was eating, so I decided to make Mom’s beef stew. I used her recipe and it was a hit. My parents minds were at ease because if I could cook that, they knew I was OK.
This multimedia piece was produced for the “Coming to the Table” series from Feet In Two Worlds.
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