Recipe: Being an Italian woman –

|June 13, 2011
Author: Mama's Kitchen

As I get older I find that I am not only turning into my mother, but I am also turning into my grandmother, and my great-grandmother.

Hopefully someday, science will find a cure for it.

Don’t get me wrong – my mother, grandmother, great-grandmother – were all great and wonderful women. Strong, healthy women – who loved their families and devoted themselves to cooking, baking, cleaning, sewing, making everything needed, taking care of everyone who needed it, taking care of the sick and injured, and feeding and clothing the poor as well – all without even batting an eye. Regardless of race, color, or creed – they cared for everyone. Remarkable women. I came from good stock and I am proud of it.

The years pass, and you remember all these wonderful things they did. And you remember the delicious foods, homemade macaroni, breads, pies, cakes, cookies, and the time and love and care they always put into it.

I find that I put the same care, time and love into what I do.

And I’ve noticed something – I have become them.

As the years pass the ravioli got bigger, the gnocchi got bigger, the meatballs, got bigger, the Italian ricotta cookies got bigger, all the homemade macaroni – got bigger.

Now I know why.

After years of cooking, I find that I, too, am starting to make things bigger.

There is just something about Italian women, that as we age, the love and goodness is still there – but in bigger form.

I remember going to gram’s house and she was making the ricotta-filled cookies. Mom and I had just finished making them at our house and I ran around the corner to see if gram needed any help making hers.

Mom and I made a few dozen of them. No problem.

I get to gram’s and she had just finished taking hers out of the oven. She was putting on the kettle to make tea so that while we cleaned up the mess, the water would boil and we could enjoy cookies and tea together.

With mom I could pig out and eat 2 or 3 of these cookies. They are just so good!

Not at gram’s. Not this particular year. OMG! Gram didn’t make cookies. This woman made TORPEDOES!

You think I’m kidding? There is no way you could eat one. I don’t think that on Man VS Food, Adam could eat one. That looked absolutely delicious though and they certainly were – it was the SIZE of them! We shared one – and it was still a lot. And although they are best when cold – while still warm from the oven they are a real treat!

Now it is that time of the year again – and ricotta-filled cookies are definitely baked and enjoyed. Yes, I do make them at other times of the year – but it is a must to have during Christmas and the New Year.

My homemade macaroni is getting bigger and thicker these days; my gnocchi have grown as well – but I can honestly say – I will still make the same size ravioli and ricotta-filled cookies as I have been for years. You see – I’ve opted to use a large plastic tumbler as my cutter – it is just the right size. It is the only thing I used that tumbler for – just for dough. It’s tall, with a tapered bottom that is comfortable to hold while cutting away.

And I also know that the day will come when that lonely plastic tumbler will bite the dust.

And then I, too, will make torpedo-sized cookies and giant-sized ravioli.

As my gnocchi continue to get bigger…………..