I'm still trying to define
what I want this blog to be about. I've wanted to write for some
time and this seems like an effortless way to get started. Two
things I think about daily are food and my family, whether it's what
I'm making for dinner or what we're ordering out, so I'm
pretty sure I will be writing about both. New York City is one of
the greatest cities for food. This morning while my son was playing
soccer the mouth watering smell of the ovens firing up from the Pizzeria nearby drifted over the field, and this week I took great pride when walking through
Grand Central I overheard a young woman looking at the pastries in
the window of Zaro's say to her friend, “I think New York has
better food than California.” We do have great food and the
choices are endless.
Something I've been thinking
a lot about lately is how families change and traditions are lost.
With my family spread all over the country and my husband working
this Easter and Passover we did little more with our son than an Easter basket
filled with candy. Growing up we celebrated both Passover
and Easter in our home. My memories are vivid of the long crowded table
filled with food and the elders sitting around it. I wonder if it was
as much of an effort back then for my mother as it seems to me now.
I want to share this trailer from my talented friend Cybele Policastro's film, How to
Stuff an Artichoke. I think it fits in perfectly with what I'm trying to write about here. Tradition, family and food. The film is about her Aunt Lillian and a changing neighborhood. Lillian who was born in the kitchen of the family building on Bleecker Street lived in Greenwich Village her entire life. In it she prepares the
Artichoke dish that has been a tradition in their family for
generations.
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Lillian Graziano in her Kitchen on Bleecker Street. |
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Photos by Erica Freudenstein |
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