When I saw this photo in the Washington Post food section, I immediately thought of the many family meals of my childhood. While my family wasn’t Italian and we didn’t live in Baltimore, my grandmother’s brother had married an Italian woman. When we visited them in their house out Queens in the 1950s, the meal was served down in the clubroom in the basement. I learned what big Italian meals were like! They had more space than this family but it had the same feel.
My own home had a basement that was turned into a room where we had the holiday family meals also. Our ceiling was higher than the Baltimore row houses and the pipes were covered with ceiling tile but we also had those meals all around a big table - a table that was really a ping-pong table that had a big white tablecloth that Nana or my mother had sewn from white sheets. When my Aunt, who had a dining room, had the family dinners on Christmas or Easter etc. she had tables coming out of the dining room into the living room to fit us all. Her house seemed so classy!
No matter what, there is nothing quite like a big family dinner to share food, stories and the love of family. At least that’s what we want to create and hope to remember even if our lives aren’t perfect. But there’s always next year!
Great page, awesome journaling. In fact it was all of that journaling that drew me in to open the thumbnail. I know what you mean about big family meals. Except we didn't have a basement, so everyone crowded around the kitchen table with as many leaves as there were to extend it.
love how you approached this with a Post photo/story. really neat idea to generate a scrapbook page of your own memories and wishes for suture family gatherings. i can i just say ... you had me at "love these humans" ... i just love that phrase. this is awesome maureen! congrats your page is a Froggy Fave!
oh this is fabulous Maureen! I know what you mean re Italian families.. I grew up on Long Island in NY and our town was predominately Italian and Irish. My Italian friends had extra kitchens too in the finished basements. We had a finished basement and it was generally when I was younger and the family all lived in the same vacinity did we have the family over for holiday meals. My Mom loved to throw parties so Christmas Eve was always my Dad's side of the family and Christmas Day was her side of the family. She (even though we were not Italian) made Lasagna for Christmas Eve every year.. the only time! We would always have that downstairs in the basement. I love that it is fond memories for you too of big family dinners. Great page and I loved reading your journaling as it brought back memories for me too. I love the "italian tablecloth" border edge, the black/white photo from the paper and the fun title.. Beautifully scrapped. Congrats on the FF!! Great page Maureen. Thanks for playing along with the challenge. I loved reading your memories, and how this even stirred my own!
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