It's mid week & I want to take time to acknowledge some visitors to the Cafe......Pastor Bob & Kathy....Mike & Sheri....Judy & her Mom....& my cousins Phyllis., Martha, Gloria & Maryanne!.....Thanks to all......
I left off on my last post with some history of my early recollections that led up to my having the 'fruit truck' and it being one of my happiest times. This is a continuation of the little steps that helped instill in me this love of being independent and doing something that I always considered awesome and so rewarding. I left my 'market' days and moved on to high school and eventually a stint in the Army for 2 years. When I returned I met Ella Mae on a blind date and within the year we were married. At the same time my brother Jimmy had begun his dream of owning the Pool Hall in Liverpool NY, our hometown, and I joined right in. The pool hall also was a great place for food , especially the huge sandwiches which were served on a hunk of Italian bread made every morning from Pappas Bakery which was only about 100 feet from our front door. My Mom made meatballs which accompanied pasta for the Thursday special. This was another building block in...
This post is a tribute to my Mom, Grace. She was an amazing Wife, Sister, Aunt, Friend and Mom. She died this past Friday @ Loretto where she resided for the past few years due to Alzheimer's. She was 89 but could have passed for 65. She was one hard working lady. In her last years before she developed this horrible disease, she would travel across the country and back riding shotgun as my Dad drove his 18 wheeler. She also helped me in the fruit stand I had in Pulaski, the restaurant in Sherrill, my brothers fruit stand in N. Syracuse and many other ventures. This is only a small part of where she worked, but the point is she always was willing to pitch in anytime or place that we needed help. When my brother Jimmy ran his dream business (the pool hall in Liverpool) Mom was right there making her meatballs & sauce for lunch to be served to the many customers. She never complained or expected anything in return, for after all t...
I am Italian and have always believed that in my heritage Food = Love. I am a cook @ a fraternity for approximately 35 young men and I use the food=love philosophy everyday. What a joy it is to create good food and see the satisfied faces and be aglow in the praises and thanks I receive. I also believe that preparing good food and being a positive influence go hand in hand. It is an honor and privilege to serve both of these needs. I create my own daily menus and am constantly searching and researching new recipes. I am not trained and have no culinary certificates. I am however self taught and in a continual growing & learning mode. Cooking for guys is not just 'meat & potatoes' but I will say it is easier than cooking for girls for which I will explain further in another post....(I cooked for 5 years @ a sorority). In one of my recent searches I discovered a down loadable book which recreates recipes from some of Americas f...
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