This weekend my cousin Marta from Italy messaged me letting me know she and her grandmother were making ravioli in Pontremoli. They were celebrating the Epiphany otherwise known as Three Kings Day! It makes me feel warm inside knowing that my family in Italy thought to reach out and share this news of gathering to make ravioli for this special occasion.

When I was in Pontremoli last Easter, my Great Aunt Elda was cooking the majority of the food and as she put it all out on the table, I would snatch it for a quick photo. Like the day she made spinach ravioli served with a hunk of caciotta cheese for grating. There was a gorgeous marble slab out front that I used for most of my photos in those few days. The weather was a bit chilly, not to mention, so they must of thought I was pazzo! And, yes, I was slightly embarrassed to do so, but I HAD to take photos! I had to leave with some recollection of my discoveries. I am thrilled I did because now I can look back and pretend that I am there with them feasting on ravioli.