Grits and Purls

Spinning yarns about the grit of life

When you have a child, the kitchen pantry becomes a far more imaginative place. For instance mix a devil’s food cake with a little pudding, top it with crushed Oreos and add few gummy worms and you have “dirt”. Use vanilla pudding, crushed vanilla wafers and add Swedish fish and a cocktail umbrella, and you …

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My daughter loves “monkey bread.” On the mornings when my daughter’s preschool is offering this as a special breakfast treat, I want to return to preschool and eat breakfast there. The smell of sweet bread is heavenly. So, when my daughter asked me one day after monkey bread had been offered (a rare treat on …

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When I married into my husband’s large Italian family, lots of people made the expected jokes about family “connections”. After all, the Italians originally hailed from Aragona, Sicily, so when I would explain: “Calvagna, it rhymes with lasagna,” the other person to whom I was talking would inevitably joke, “Then I should leave the gun …

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“Six dozen eggs?! Grandma, are you sure that is right? What are you making? Where did you get this recipe?” “Taganu [Ta-ah-noo] D’Aragona.” Grandma started pulling cartons of eggs from the refrigerator. “This recipe came across the Atlantic on the S.S. SanGiovanni when your Great Grandmother Emanuella Cacciatore immigrated to the United States. It’s the …

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