On the other hand my maternal grandmother lived in a rural area and we had an opportunity s kids to take turns spending a month at grandma's in the summer. She had an extremely large garden full of vegetables and fruits and we would go out early in the morning and pick the days entries I can still see Grandma using her apron as a basket gathering fresh strawberries . Sunday's dinner was traditional Italian started promptly at noon and always with pasta accompanied by a roast of some sort. Grandma's lemonade was made to perfection. My grandfather had huge thumbs and so three of his homemade gnocchi could fill you up
