Gingerbread: A Sicilian-Canadian Tradition
In December 2015 I sent out a celebratory email about the gingerbread houses I’d made…
In December 2015 I sent out a celebratory email about the gingerbread houses I’d made…
Our holiday celebrations always began with Italian Christmas Eve fare: fish and seafood,…
Dedicated to my grandmother Maria Luisa Agostino, my great-aunt Carmela and my…
Myth has it that the beginning of drawing has its foundation in the hand-trace,…
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It’s a Canadian problem. When you’re overseas, people don’t know what to make of…
I re-read the telegram for the third time. But the message would not change. Zia had…
Cat jumped into the backseat, asked for snacks and Shawn Mendes. Rosie granted one of the…
I was born in central Italy, in a beautiful green valley. In the summer, the fields were…
(for Joseph Altobelli) Imagine this: you are twenty-four years old and you long to take…