His mother (88 years old) made us a batch of her famous Italian cookies and even four chocolate cupcakes for Valentines Day dinner. Jim used to own a wonderful, friendly restaurant down here, (Station 42) one we'd go to every single Thursday night after Jesse's Suzuki piano lessons. In those days his mother, Ann, would make sauce, meatballs and pizza fritta on Thursdays and the three of us looked forward her cooking all week. We never met her, just enjoyed her "gravy and meatballs" and never met Jim. Fast forward - the restaurant closed years ago, we'd all but forgotten about our weekly ritual and then I called an estate sale agent in nearby Avon. After meeting and talking with him a few weeks ago, I discovered who he was and found out his mom is still alive and still cooking up a storm. She'd like me to come to her house for a cup of tea before we take off - perhaps I can persuade her to give me her memorable recipes, who knows!
So, after an emotionally rough morning we're sitting here enjoying a cocktail in our nice warm cottage. We're waiting patiently for the wonderfully fragrant Sauerbraten to finish cooking and looking forward to our hearty German Valentine's dinner. Its a good way to finish the day I think.
|my view across the lake right now.....|