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Your refrigerator is a microcosm of your life.


I may have a personality disorder. I like the front of my fridge clear of clutter but the side is busy with this and that. Previously published in The Wave. You know how people look inside their friends or family members medicine cabinets*? Well, I like to peek inside their refrigerators. How is the fridge organized (or not organized)? What kind of food is in stock and how much? Even the outside of a refrigerator is telling. One can learn a tremendous amount about who a person is, just by opening up […]

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Grow an onion.


I’m sure this has happened to you before. You buy too many onions because they’re on sale; you end up not using all of them and they sit for a while. Then, like magic, they start to sprout. While you can still eat sprouting onions, the flavor isn’t as sharp since the energy (sugar) is being used to grow the leaves. So what can you do with it besides composting? Plant it! Spring is in sight – and thank goodness because I’ve been antsy. I want to get out there […]

Day-Old Bread


Previously published in The Wave. My friend Rob had knee surgery. He’s been homebound on Staten Island* but last weekend he was feeling well enough to visit Rockaway. Since his leg is immobile, his mother Roberta helped out and gave him a lift to our place. Before Rob and his mother crossed the Verrazano, they made a stop at A & C Superette (884 Manor Rd, Staten Island) picking up eggplant parmesan, lasagna, roasted red peppers and  fresh mozzarella. They made a second stop at Pastosa Ravioli (764 Forest Ave, […]

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Adulting is hard.


Previously published in The Wave. Sometimes I wish I could check out of adulthood. It’s hard. I don’t feel like an adult, I feel like I’m a 20 something*, faking it to barely make it. Last Monday everything was going well. I was caught up with work, the house was in order and I was ready to tackle those home projects that I haven’t had time for – cleaning out boxes in the basement from when we moved four years ago and reorganizing some kitchen cupboards. Then I got called back […]

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Salty Sponge?!?


My brother-in-law JUMBO says it’s like eating a salty wet sponge. This is highly upsetting to me. He and other olive-haters are missing out on one of the most delicious of Italian pleasures. The olive tree is native to the Mediterranean region, Asia, and Africa. It was one of the first trees harvested by humans some 7,000 years ago.  Now, it’s grown in warm climates worldwide. There are hundreds of cultivars with distinct, rich, savory flavors. Olives are commonly served in all manners of deliciousness – marinated, cured and stuffed. They’re […]

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Run Those Pipes!


Previously published in The Wave. Happy Birthday Matt!! On my husband’s birthday, which also happens to be New Years Day, we get a text from our tenants, “So strange, our water isn’t working.” “What?!!? Turn on all the faucets – hot and cold!” I went into red alert mode, grabbed a blow dryer and extension cord and ran upstairs. I tried to find access to the pipes but there were no major lines exposed. My husband spent the next hour or so trying to figure out where their pipes were in […]

The Feast of the Seven Fishes


My favorite holiday has always been Christmas Eve, which Italians also call The Feast of the Seven Fishes. It’s been tricky to find out about the history, as it’s not celebrated in Italy. There’s no clear rationale for why it’s seven fishes*. The only thing we know for sure is that Christmas Eve is an official church holy day, so you’re not supposed to eat red meat. But the paisans beat the system, “No meat, no problemo! Let’s deep fry as many types of fish as we possibly can! Oh […]

Through the Threshold of Zingara Vintage


Previously published in The Wave. I walked in Zingara Vintage the other day and my eye was drawn to a sparkling multicolored sequined blouse from the 80’s. The wide sleeves were shaped like the wings of a butterfly. An image of my Grandmother Pauline flashed in my head and I had a comforting feeling. Many items at Zingara Vintage remind me of my Grandma’s closet, filled with all its treasures. She had a wonderfully impactful, eclectic style– gold costume jewelry, lace shawls, retro sunglasses, big brimmed hats, long beautiful dresses.  […]

Full Disclosure


I’ve been hiding a dirty little secret for the past few months. Now I’m coming clean: I stopped eating meat. It’s been an internal struggle for the better part of the last year, weighing my feelings about the ethical treatment of animals and environmental responsibility against my cultural upbringing. I grew up with animals. A lot of animals. At the height of it, our family cohabitated with nine different species – our dog Cutie, several hamsters (they had babies), two gerbils, two rabbits, one guinea pig, two birds, two turtles, […]

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America is named after a Pickle-Dealer


I had a little get together with some friends last week to carve pumpkins. My friend Meredith Urban, designer and owner of De La Mer 1981 clothing, brought to the party her grandmother’s sweet pickles. They’re honeyed and buttery with a tang, sliced thin and so so delicious (Grandma Rita we need that recipe!). My husband is a pickle fanatic. I had to hide them in the back of the fridge so he wouldn’t eat the jar in one sitting (gavone!). Grandma’s Rita’s pickles reminded me of a recipe for […]

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