Comments Off on About | March 6, 2012

When your photos of food in your phone outnumber the photos of your children, it’s time to create a food website.  But it didn’t start there.  My passion for food started watching my mom and dad in the two kitchens I grew up in: the family home, and the family restaurant.  

At home, my Italian born father and my Polish-Italian-American mother beckoned me into the world with spoonfuls of homemade pasta, Polish Kapusta, and a panache for entertaining the masses.

At our family restaurant , we put on our aprons and got to work.  Sausage was ground, stuffed and grilled over a charcoal barbecue.  Roast Beef was slow roasted like my grandmother used to make  in Northern Italy.  And the best cheeseburger in town was made by my mother, the original Queen of the Big Time. 

It took all the culinary skills I’d culled, plus a degree in English (and  a semester in Rome!) to acquire my British husband the night before Thanksgiving in 1992.  It is a little embarrassing that a staunch feminist would find her destiny over a roast turkey dinner that lured her true love to the table.  But apples don’t fall far from trees, and I guess I had learned a thing or two from my mother on how to host a dinner party.  My husband and I moved to London together after approximately three dates.  We were married by the end of the year.

It has been a privilege to spend 11 years living in England, most of which was spent raising our three children who are now all teenagers.  It has taken me most of the last 20 years to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.  It turns out I am what I have always been…my mother’s daughter.  A great cook and a good mother with a way of welcoming friends into my kitchen for a bite of something yummy to take their minds off their troubles.

From my mother to me to you….Welcome to Renata’s Kitchen.