Daughters and squash from my garden a million years ago
As we ate, I asked her how her mother prepared the goat. She remembered only that an Italian woman showed my grandma her recipe. My grandmother, in addition to tending her goats, chickens, garden, and seven children, was the cleaning lady for the Italian family. The Italians owned a store. What kind of store, I asked. Whatever kind of store Italians have, she said.
Hmmm. There are some things that I may never find out.
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Precious story fragments, like pressed leaves...
What a great picture!
And really? They hardly ever ate meat? And I do wonder what sort of store Italians had.
A short post with many mysteries, not the least of which is how in the world a woman could raise seven kids and still manage to clean someone else's house.
My Italian relatives had a "store" in their town in Calabria. The "store" had figs and tomatoes and milk and coffee and probably shots of whiskey, as I remember, when I visited nearly thirty years ago.
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