I took a much needed beach vacation this weekend. Pensacola was beautiful, but the food was really what made the trip.
Any time my Italian family gets to together, the resulting food is incredible. And I’m talking quantity and quality here. We don’t just do pasta and meat balls either. Everyone has their own style and eclectic taste – probably has something to do with the Italian heritage, growing up in New Orleans, and then moving all over the country. Whatever it is, I love it. I love how at any given moment, someone is in the kitchen making something. Even on a beautiful day at the beach. And how we have to make daily grocery store trips where we buy enough food to last most families an entire week. Somehow we never have any problems with leftovers.