Like Coppola, we didn’t speak Italian in our home either. But boy did we speak Italian food. My passion for my Italian roots begins at the kitchen table. My father loved native Italian cuisine, and my childhood is laced with warm memories of homemade polenta, fresh marinara sauce from scratch, and my father’s own take on anchovy pasta.
I’ve had this banana bread recipe since I was in my early 20’s. A co-worker of mine brought some in one day, and I was hooked. Over the years, it’s been a family favorite, and many of my friends use the same recipe in their homes.
In our strange new environment, navigating a worldwide pandemic, our lives are doused in stress, uncertainty, and concern. Now more than ever, I believe it is important that each of us find our own “oasis,” where we can temporarily escape the noise of our thoughts, a place where we can learn, grow and nurture ourselves.
