Sometimes In Life You Have To Make

I Think That My Interpretation Of Italian Was A Lot More Southern Than What My Husband Cooks. You Know, I Grew Up In Queens And In Brooklyn, And We - Really, It's More Southern. It's Naples And Sicily. It's Heavier. It's Over-spiced. And Like Most Americans, I Thought Spaghetti And Meatballs Was Genius.

Sitting Down At The Table Is A Sacred Event. It's The Heart Of The Home. People Have Ginormous Homes Or Crappy Little Homes, But The Kitchen Is Where We Always End Up Sitting. It's Where The Stories Happen, The Family Happens.

Desmo Is My Guard Dog, But He Has A Sweet Side, Too. Nothing Entertains Him (or Me) More Than When I Blow Bubbles And He Can Chase Them.

Doing Makeup Was A Way To Create Characters, Only I Got Tired Of Doing It For Other People.

Thanksgiving Was Always A Favorite Holiday For Me. The Preparation Was Fun! My Grandma And I Would Walk To The Butcher On Jamaica Avenue In Queens, Order The Bird, And Buy All The Fixings At The Market.