The recipes the women and men of the Italian diaspora carried across the water, and the stories of how those dishes connected them to their paesi in Italy.
The picture is Domenichina Motzo, my Sardinian grandmother. She drizzled bitter honey over the seadas she served for dessert on Sunday nights in Antella, when I was growing up.
— Giuditta
Domenichina Motzo, my Sardinian grandmother
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