When I was a senior in college and sharing an apartment with three other girls, a few times a week I cooked supper for my fiance. It was a funny situation. At that time, guys couldn’t visit in our second floor apartment. So I would serve dinner on the top step! I often consulted with my mom about recipes and she always had good suggestions. I also got more creative on my own.
My mom kept recipe boxes. Most are hand written recipes but she also included recipes snipped from the newspaper or a magazine. Those boxes include instructions on how to make everything from basic pasta to lemon-honey syrup.
Every day I’m grateful that I have these boxes that were, in a way, the heart of my mom’s life. With a pure Italian background, she believed cooking food was showing love. She passed that belief down to me.