Written: 28 July 2000
When I was around ten and coming home from serving Sunday Mass as an altar boy and entered the back door into the dining room, there would be large round sheets of home-made pasta drying on three to four backs of dining room chairs. That would be our Sunday meal, home-made pasta with meat balls and braciale. Mama’s cooking was the best.
Then before Sunday dinner, Ma would give me 50 cents to $1 and ask me to go down to Johnson Ice Cream on South Main St. for a quart of vanilla ice-cream. What a treat!
We all enjoyed the many good pasta treats, such as raviolis (filled with spinach and ground meat; made 101), gnocchi, never had any as good! The day after having risotto, Mom made rice balls and fried them, I could have eaten many. Mama fish specialty was baked angulle (eel). I miss all the above and many more great dishes.
Growing up in the late 20’s and 30’s we had chicken quite often and always it would be live chickens that Mom wrung their necks and then cleaned. One day I was sent down to Mill St. to buy two chickens. When I got home I told Mom that I would help and wring their necks, so I did the first chicken and after wringing its neck I dropped it on the ground and the chicken got up and ran around the lawn and I had to call Ma to come and help catch that darn chicken. That was the end of my killing chickens!
When Mother moved to Wilcox Lane Sr. Apts. I was a County Supervisor and Mom was my campaign person for the 114 residents of Wilcox Lane. (Never lost 12 elections.) They all loved Mom and she was known to all as Mrs. V. Even at Mom’s later age, while at Wilcox Ln. – Mother would walk down Main St. and pass everyone on the street! In her 90’s she still walked to the Post office, St. Mary’s church (also getting hit by a car, more than once) and down-town to Valvano’s News store and I would be called to go pick up Mother and take her back to Wilcox. What a great loving mother!
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