The best Christmas memories I have of my childhood all involve thoses time I was with my Grandmother. It was not Christmas until we all congregated at my grandmothers and sat down to eat a homemade meal that she had spent the whole week preparing.
I used to help her sometimes as she would knead the dough to make the pasta of choice for that year, either tagliatele, cavatelli, or gnocchi.
I used her help her garden all the time and she would show me all her little gardening secrets. She loved a glass of wine with every meal including breakfast! I remember when I got older I would love going to her house to have breakfast because I would always get this little Dixie cup of her home made wine.
Anyway - she passed at 92 years old right at the turn of the millennium. I wrote this song back then as a gift for all my family members to remember her. I pull it out and listen to it every year in the weeks before Christmas.
I thought I would make it my first post here.
Happy Holidays all!!
