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(More customer reviews)A fascinating, delightful and beautifully presented cookbook. Truly a work of art. This is pictoral, historical and culinary masterpiece tracing the journey of a family of European immigrants into full-blooded Americans over three generations, featuring the very recipes that fed them along the way. Intriguing, spellbinding and just plain scrumptious, this cookbook is a 'must have.' Often given as a gift (with great feedback). Creates high interest among my club members and friends. Now left out on the dining table as a 'conversation piece.' Never fails to fascinate. Excellect Choice!!!
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These recipes were tested and improved in the kitchens of my mother, her mother, goodfriends and family over generations.After long hard days of laboring in the mines, at the factories and on the farms,we gathered in the evenings not only to the love of God, family, and friends, but to thesewonderful foods.As did so many others, our family proudly fought World Wars for our new country.And as we prospered and built new lives in America, these were the recipes thatfueled our bodies and our spirits.My mother, Mary Harrison DeGraziano, collected these recipes over her entirelifetime from a multitude of loving friends and family. A history of her life andher many friendships can be found in these recipes.Mom had to stop school in the seventh grade, leaving home and working elsewhere to earn andsend money back to a large family. Finally Mother ended up in New York City in the1930's and 40's.In New York City, at a dance one night, she met and about 1 year later, married my father, PeterFrank DeGraziano.When I was young, we moved from Brooklyn, New York to Berwick. PA, near Mother'sfamily. Here I grew up.Twelve years later, my parents moved to Goshen, IN, then Chicago, IL, Tom's River, NJ,Westchester, NY, and then back to Berwick, PA, where Mother lived until her passing.All along the way Mother made many wonderful friends as she collected recipes.Mom often just looked at a recipe with a faraway gaze, recalling warm golden memoriesof so many deep and special friendships.Now I realize that Mother spent her life not only collecting and preparing theserecipes, but, even more importantly, collecting and cherishing her friends. These recipesserved to bookmark memories of her many valued friendships.Everywhere Mother went, people greeted her as a life-long friend. She understood people,human needs and dynamics better than most, and people everywhere just flocked to her.I never heard her judge another person.Thank you, Mother, for all your love, guidance, advice, understanding, friendshipand these exceptional recipes.Your Son,Thomas S. DeGraziano
