So I am watching one of those home remolding programs, and the couple who live in this house claim that they want to "entertain" but their kitchen just does not have the room for prep and cooking. We get to see the current kitchen, it's OK, seems big enough, and most of the appliances might be older, but they all work.
Anyway, couple plunks down a gazillion dollars, they knock down a wall, put in all these state of the art appliances, granite kitchen tops and what-have-you.
In the end, the dream is realized and happy couple are basking in the glow of their new super deluxe food preparation center, self satisfied smirks on their faces and all is well with their world.
And that got me to thinking about Grandma Romano.
My grandmother was constantly whipping up meals that could feed an army. She made all of her own pasta, slow cooked pots of gravy (that's what you non Italians call "sauce") for hours-if not days, baked bread, made salads...there was always something cooking at her house. Breakfast, lunch and dinner were all prepared; not to mention huge Sunday dinners that would often feed over twenty people. And all of this was achieved in a small "summer kitchen" in the back of a cramped row house. One stove, a sink and a ton of pots and pans. Prep space was the front of the kitchen proper - and that would be on the kitchen table. If the table was cluttered, then the backs of chairs would be fitted with sheets of wax paper so that the home made spaghetti could be draped over it . Often a large covered bowl would be on top of the refrigerator - this is where the bread dough would be left to rise.
There was not a lot of space, and yet, monumental meals always appeared.
How was that?