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Why Italian mothers should referee hockey.

Over the weekend, Chip and I went to RIT for a hockey game. Amelia’s boyfriend Skates was playing, and it is always a good time. He is a phenomenal athlete and a joy to watch. This particular game was extremely rough for our Tigers, too many fights, unsportsmanlike conduct (players and coaches), and just poor hockey as a result. I know, you are all thinking, “that is hockey” and that’s true. I dated a hockey player or two in my…

Dear Santa, Love Mom.

This year as empty nesters, the Christmas dynamic is slightly different in our house. Chip and I cut the trees down and decorated the house by ourselves. Throughout this process, I have felt a minor loss and a longing for those old days. So, I decided I would write to Santa and tell him what I wish for Christmas as an empty nest mother of two children living out of eye and ear shot. Dear Santa, How are you? I…

Pizza can be dangerous.

Many of you know that pizza making in our house is a religion. I am the designer, Chip is the creator. We make our own sauce, buy only the freshest ingredients from local businesses and, of course, make our own dough. Yes, it is dedication coupled with a desire for perfection to make your own dough. Perfect ingredients, thank you King Arthur Measuring with precision Mixing at the right speed Kneading for 10 minutes Making pizza dough is time consuming…

Ciao and Cheerio!

Saturday afternoon, Chip and I drove to Arthur Avenue in the Bronx to meet my cousin Angela and her husband, Adrian (Herbie) for lunch. I have not seen my cousin in over 20 years, yet we have experienced each other’s lives, pictures, and families via Facebook. We were long overdue to get together. Looking for food comfort in our Italian roots, we selected the San Gennaro Restaurant. Chef Gennaro is a warm and engaging master of Italian food with a Naples…

Dear Jack,

I clearly remember the morning I went into labor with Amelia. I got up, took a shower shaved my legs, and changed my voice mail telling the world that I was going to be a mom. Dad and I were in the garage and just before we got in the car to go to the hospital, I turned to him and said, “Chip, this is the last time we will be alone as a couple for a long time.” A…