Me, Mommy, & Camille in the matching summer dresses my Nonna made for us!
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My earliest childhood memories are of my mother’s kitchen…
Dark green wallpaper with big pink flowers… kitchen cabinets, hand built by my grandpa and my Uncle Dominick painted pink to match. Mommy was very proud of her modern kitchen, with the hottest new color combination: pink and green! The counters were light grey marble Formica with metal edging. The 1950s kitchen table matched as did the stuffed vinyl chairs, you know... the ones with upholstery tacks. The back door, always opened in the summer, led to a spacious flagstone patio and garden (Daddy was a farmer at heart!) with lots of fresh basil, wild dandelion greens, and mint always on hand.
The ceilings were high, or maybe I was just small. We had a large Tappan four-burner gas range with a big space in the middle. that turned into a griddle for pancakes. I remember on cold winter mornings,
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