Staci Troilo is hosting her third annual virtual cookie exchange on her blog. Last year she had several excellent recipes and this year she will have even more, and I added some excellent recipes to my collection. This year I am sharing a recipe that my Mom would have asked for. Every year I ask
Staci Troilo is hosting her second annual virtual cookie exchange on her blog. Last year she had several excellent recipes and this year she will have even more, and I added some excellent recipes to my collection. I originally was going to share my son’s favorite cookie, but I am sharing my Nut Roll Recipe
I have been making pepperoni cheese rolls (we call it pizza roll) since I can remember. My grandma made them for all our special family occasions, and always kept some frozen―just in case. Often she would take them out when we stopped to visit. Of course she makes the best, but mine are close.
My daughter got married last weekend. Months of planning culminated in the perfect celebration. And my family got an amazing new son, brother, grandson, nephew, cousin, and friend. I am part of a large Italian family, and at our wedding celebrations we have a cookie table. Our cookie table always has several Italian cookies, but
How often do you get this question? Me, I get it all the time, especially on the weekends. I don’t mind cooking, but coming up with something different isn’t easy. My go to breakfast items, other than cereal, are pancakes, French toast, eggs, and the occasional waffle (but I hate cleaning the waffle iron). So
I am very fortunate to have gotten this recipe from a critique that I did for one of my fellow writers in the Pittsburgh East Scribes writing group. She shared a story with us about hosting an afternoon tea with scones for the Daughters of the British Empire. Her original attempt at scones wasn’t well
The aroma of meat and vegetables in a wine and beef sauce permeates the house, and makes you salivate. Comfort food cooking and you just can’t wait for dinner. Everyone loves comfort food. Especially when the weather is dreary or our mood needs a pick-me-up. One of my family’s favorite comfort food meals is beef
I grew up in an Italian home. What, you ask? With a name like Jones, fair skin and blue eyes. If you didn’t know me, you would never have guessed. My Italian roots come from my mother, she is a Naccarato, and my grandfather came over on the boat from Calabria. My genes favor my