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Pasta On The Floor Schenectady NY

Confessions of a quarantined and frustrated writer

Pasta on the Floor has been more than a blog to me. Since 2009, I have shared my experiences with you writing about the people, places, and situations that I  have encountered. Oh, and the food! Cheese does indeed heal, and great food makes a great night with friends more than memorable. I thank you for every text, hug, and comment that you have given to me. The quarantine has squelched my inventiveness. My creative, externally stimulated mind is forced…

Illustration Of A Heart Monitor Wave With Stethoscope Isolated On A White Background.

A mother’s medical knowledge.

Mom medical school 101. I always wondered how my mother knew so much about so many things. She could answer just about any question and cure all ills with a grilled cheese, pastina, and ginger ale. When I was pregnant, I wondered if I too would be blessed with the gift of 'all knowing.'  Being pregnant was the best time of my life. Shortly into the pregnancy, I began to experience weird and wonderful things happening to me as I…

Italian Cheese Wheels

Drowning in a river of cheese.

Yes, that is correct. I am drowning in river of cheese. My house is quiet. Amelia left yesterday morning.  We packed her up for food and supplies and off she went. She is looking more and more like an adult each time she is home. We will be going to Rochester to see her for “Skates” senior hockey game in February. Jack is at Albany airport as we speak. I must have appeared slightly deranged after he went through security.…

Marshmallow Snowman In A Red Mug Of Cocoa.

Holiday Wishes.

I love Christmas. We are just five short days away from the most magical day of the year. As the 25th draws near, my melancholy mood increases. Each year I go through this, and each year Chip reminds me to enjoy every single moment of it. I know, I know. I never want this season to end. I love the smell of the four, yes four live trees in the house. (I just added a fresh tree to the bathroom.…

Inspirational Beach Scene With Typographic Quote

A chain of events teaching life lessons.

So often, a series of events occurs that causes us to pause. This past month, these events presented themselves to me with a one-two-three punch. I’d like to share these with you and perhaps impart some unsolicited wisdom. My 81 year old mother. Last month my mother took a terrible spill at home. At some point during the early afternoon, she fell in the kitchen. She cut her head terribly and by most accounts had laid there for hours. Upon…