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Showing posts with label Italian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Italian. Show all posts

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Mother's Day

Song - Mother and Child Reunion by Paul Simon



Have I told you about my mom?  


No one could ever fill her shoes.  She came from a family of Italian immigrants who were dirt poor but they knew that family was everything.  My mom instills that in her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren every day, by example.  She is what holds our family together......tightly but with love.  I feel enfolded daily by her loving kindness. 






Thank you mom for who you are and how supportive you have been in my life.  You have an amazing spirit filled with love and generosity.

 
 
"Sweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly."  --Ambrose Bierce

Monday, January 26, 2015

My Fresh Air Mom!


Song - Mambo Italiano by Dean Martin



So I have this wonderful Italian mom who still likes to be involved in the lives of her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces, nephews, a long lost cousin, her neighbors, her neighbors dogs or cats.....you get the picture. She likes to keep track of the pulse of the world!

She is especially happy if she has a baby or two or three on her lap.  Or one she can rock to sleep!




Mom has been concerned that I haven't gotten any fresh air or sunshine because I paint too much.  So even though my easel is 18" from a double French door that is kept open all day into my garden, it still isn't up to moms ideas of fresh air.






The other day my son's were home and the youngest said he was going to head back home because he was tired and needed a nap.  Mom said "Why don't you go jogging?"  Huh? 

OK.  Well meaning, very loving and caring.  But things should be done her way.....right? Must be the Italian in her, or maybe it's all moms?

So Mom - this is for you!  I took a walk the other day and brought my camera so I could document what was happening in the garden in January!




The Narcissus are blooming





The Lemons are happy with all of our winter sunshine

My Sweet Pea's are climbing - with a little help from me!



The Rosemary is blooming and fragrant





Moss is growing around the pool deck



My Rodde's are ready to sprout



Primroses are happily smiling everywhere - except my front walk where the dear have eaten them ;-(

The Veronica plants are blooming in the late day sun




My Camellia bushes are full

Even my lawn is full of weeds and dandelions

As I turn the corner into the side yard, I get a full scent of my huge Daphne bush

Little Grape Hyacinth's are multiplying everywhere

Spring Snowflake - a sure sign of Spring coming!

Star Magnolia




And finally my flowering Quince!

Hope you enjoyed this walk around my garden - Mom and friends!

And that fresh air did feel good!!!  I guess mom's sometimes know what they are talking about!


See.  Even as a little girl mom was happiest with a baby on her hip!



Wednesday, July 31, 2013

It's Tomato Season

Song - Traditional Sicilian Polka by Maestro Antonio Calsolaro

I stopped by for a visit with my parents yesterday and they were overloaded with tomatoes in their garden.  So being the "good" daughter that I am, I helped them out by picking a bag full!  Mmmm......a few popped straight into my mouth while I wasn't looking!  And as soon as I got home, I knew what I was going to make with those sweet red tomatoes......Panzanella Salad. 




And boy, oh boy was it delicious!!!

Here is how I adapted several online recipes for what I had on hand at home:

4 c cubed French bread
1 Tbs butter
Garlic Salt

Sauté until lightly browned.

Red onion - diced 
Tomatoes - whole for Cherry tomatoes/lg. dice for big tomatoes
   (they have to be from your Italian mother's tomato plant or your favorite Farmers Market!)
Red Bell Pepper - Diced
Olives
Capers (optional)
Cheese - most recipes call for Mozzarella but I just had some white Cheddar
Basil - shredded and lot's of it!

Toss with Champagne dressing, garlic & a little Poupon mustard. Then grab a fork and a yummy glass of wine!



"If your mother cooks Italian food, why should you go to a restaurant?" -- Martin Scorsese

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

1513

Song - My Father's Eyes by Eric Clapton

As many of you know, I have been working on my family tree.  Mostly on my father's side as his ancestry is Scottish and English.  The Scottish kept terrible records as they were almost always fighting someone and I think they liked to fly a little "under the radar" as far as records were kept!

My dad's father was like that.  His name was John but his nickname was "Scotty" and he was a small but a fiesty man.

He called me "Lassie".....I just loved that!


John "Scotty" Crawford



On the other hand, the English kept wonderful records. 

They are so delightful in helping you with research as it is a passion with a lot of them.  And on the plus side - IT'S ENGLISH!  No translation!



Henry Gore and Sarah Routley Gore with my grandmother Violet


My mother's ancestry is another story....Italian, sometimes Austrian or German....what can I say but they could of cared less about registering a baby or two, unless it was through the church but most of those records were destroyed in WW I  or they are in some language that I can not understand because they are Northern Italians and the border kept changing with each war.


My maternal grandfather is the cute one on the far right - Arturo Giovianni Malacarne



In the 1500's  I had a grandmother (13th great grandmother to be exact - rather appropriate for this New Year) named Lady Margaret Erskine. She was married to Robert Douglas (my 13th great grandfather) in 1527 when she was 15 -17 years old. 

She became the mistress of James V of Scotland after only 3 years of marriage. (Dad, I hope you are not reading this?.....)




And bore him a son...


James Stewart (1531 – 1570)





(Long noses must run in our family or else that portrait painter should be fired!) 



I guess this is all okey dokey with the husband if your wife is the "chosen one".....but I haven't gotten  that far yet.  (Part II coming soon.....)

Apparently Margaret was a favorite of the King's and he was trying to work with the church to arrange a divorce so he could marry her.

"Through her liasion with the king, Margaret became the mother of James Stewart (1531 – 1570), first Earl of Moray, the half-brother to Queen Mary Stuart, and regent for James VI (I of England). She was not the king’s only mistress, but Margaret was his acknowledged favourite. After the birth of their son, King James had made enquiries concerning a papal dispensation which would enable him to marry Margaret, and make her his queen, thus legitimating their son and making him the heir (1536), but Lady Margaret having been a married woman at the time of her son’s birth rendered that solution impossible. Her son’s later legitimization (1551) was in regard only to inheritable property, and had nothing to do with rights to the succession."

Also one Great x ?? grandfather was the first commoner to play golf and several (well, quite a few actually were beheaded in the Tower of London)

Such is life in the early days.....one day you are playing a new game called golf and living in a castle and the next you are in the Tower.

Much better to be reading about it than actually living it!

The good part about all of this is that I am finally learning my Geography and History!



"Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake." 
-- Walter Scott

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