I’m Italian. And from the city. Philadelphia, that is. I grew up in an Italian neighborhood. If you’re from New York, you understand. When I meet someone from Brooklyn or someone brought up in an Italian household, it’s understood. How we grew up, our experiences, how we operate in the world. No explanations needed. When you grow up in the city, you have an edge. You … Continue reading Growing up Italian or Not Fitting in.
If you know my family, then you know that every Christmas Eve, for as long as I can remember, we have celebrated the Feast of the Seven Fishes. Growing up we never really got to all seven fishes, but now with my brother (the chef) we always have seven fishes! Bacala, anchovies and smelts are what my mom grew up with. Now we may have … Continue reading Feast of the Seven Fishes