By Jasper J. Mirabile Jr.
Everyone has a special memory of their childhood. Most of mine revolve around the kitchen and family.
While most kids were out playing T-ball, my time was spent in the kitchen being intrigued by my mother and grandmother gathering just a few ingredients and producing a meal for the family. Whether it be waking up to the smell of fried meatballs or Nana's Rum Cake, I will always cherish these memories and still to this day, collect as many recipes as I can.
Funny thing, most of my conversations revolve around food. Whenever I meet an old childhood friend or cousin, I ask what they prepare and what their mother and grandmother used to make, and how they are passing down the recipe to their children and grandchildren. Ha, it's a Sicilian thing, I guess.