She learned it from her grandma. We're learning it from her.
Grandma cooked for a living most of her life, and for love the rest of it. Sunday dinners that ran from one till sundown. Banana bread on the counter when you got home from school. The jar of biscotti she never once let get empty.
After she passed, we found the recipes in a tin on top of the fridge — in the same place she'd kept them for 60 years. This site is for everyone who ate at her table, and everyone who wished they had.