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This spiritual memoir is a modern twist on the Canterbury Tales

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Visit with Me

I grew up in a close Italian-American family. There was an overabundance of food, laughter, and animated conversation.

Hospitality was valued, and our door was always open. Everyone was welcome and treated as a member of the family. Guests left with full stomachs,and I would like to think, full hearts.

I especially loved visiting my grandparents. “Visit with me,” my grandmother would say, patting the space on the couch next to her. We would sit together sharing our day, while I nibbled at the treat at hand.

My book and this site are snapshots of my life. While some things seem to be changing at a fast clip, there is consistency in family values of love, acceptance, gratitude, the feeling that there is always enough to share – and an almost maniacal desire to feed my guests.

I extend the invitation to you. Visit with me. I hope that after our time together your soul feels nourished