My Mother (who recently passed away), graduated from Mansfield University of Pennsylvania, with a degree in Home Economics, in 1969. As soon as she graduated she was fortunate enough to get a job teaching Home Economics at South Allegheny Jr. Sr. High School, near Pittsburgh, PAn (Retired in 2000 after a 31 year career). She was the teacher who taught Cooking and Sewing to grades 7-12. She had a passion for cooking. Anyone who saw her in the kitchen, tasted her creations, or listened to her speak about food could see this passion. Many of her students have credited her for their culinary careers. Ever since I was young enough I can remember her instilling her vast knowledge upon me. It came in handy when I was little, all the “but why’s?” my little 3 year old self would ask paid off when my parents were working one day and left e in the care of my out of town grandparents. My mom frequently made me microwave scrambled eggs with bread in them [con't below in Favorite things to c
My favorite things to cook
[con't from above, About me](quick, easy, 1 bowl cleanup)and that’s what I wanted, so I told my grandma what to do even how to use the microwave and boy was it yummy! Did I mention she is Italian? Well those who know any Italian woman, knows of her passion to cook and the exquiset mixture of flavors they create. Through the years she has taught me so much, after college when I moved out she began to purchase me the “necessities”
My favorite family cooking traditions
My family cooking traditions include, family holiday dinners (often ranging from 18-30 people at any one given time) at each other’s homes, ensuring there is some type of red sauce dish at every family meal (usually homemade meatballs and or cavatelli), large portions, and lots of love (as well as dishes, haha).
My cooking triumphs
When I was about 3-4 I taught my grandparents how to make me eggs in the microwave (I watched my Mom do it MANY MANY times, I thought I was a pro!).
My cooking tragedies
My cooking tragedy would be when my mentor, my hero, my teacher passed away on March 4, 2007 (at 60.5 years old), my Mother. She was my cooking inspiration. I put this under my tragedy because here I am 27 years with no children. I remember when I was little, about 7-8ish I would be in my grandmother’s (RIP as well) kitchen cooking like a “big girl.” It was only tomato soup but at 7-8 that’s huge to be able to cook something like that on the stove. My mother will never have the opportunity to pass along her knowledge directly to her grandchildren; the only way will be through me.