Two Brothers

Summer is officially over. The garden is producing far less vegetables but nonetheless some fresh tomatoes are still ripening. In fact my father has been preparing the seeds from the monstrous tomatoes for next year’s harvest.



But I digress. This posting is about two brothers; my father and my uncle. My father Vincenzo and his brother Domenic came from Italy together over 50 years ago. They married two sisters and owned a business together. Over the years they have experienced life like everyone else. The good, the bad and everything in between. What always stuck in my mind is how family sticks together and the theme of course revolves around food. However, it is not just eating meals together its about keeping their tradition.

This past week my father and uncle pounded and pitted bushels of green olives to prepare for the preservation in jars to be enjoyed throughout the year. Men of little words they were like two well oiled machines, cranking out pit after pit.

It got me thinking of how far people go to get the best and quality products and my Uncle is notorious for his great discoveries but it always include the participation of someone else.

It reminded me of the time he traveled from Arizona to Boston on a buddy pass. His bags made the flight. He didn’t. He called my cousin and said I am not on the flight but my bags are. He never told him what was in the luggage. He found out the hard way. He could barely lift the luggage which were neatly tied with rope (ya you real Italians know what I am talking about). He called his father and said what did you pack, rocks?? The luggage was filled with luscious green olives picked and delivered straight from the West Coast. After this experience, he offered to pay for shipment next time.

Yes, it is how far people will go for passion. Life’s circumstances can go either way; parting, distance, or simply choosing to live in your own isolated world. These two brothers chose family and their passion for good food is not just food it’s about sharing and keeping family close.  I’d bet they wouldn’t realize the true meaning lying underneath all the work, but we do. Like my friend said years ago, cherish every olive because there was a lot of love put into each and every one.



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6 thoughts on “Two Brothers

  1. N-Big September 22, 2013 at 7:42 am Reply

    Great post….makes me want to go back to Italy

  2. Bostoniano September 22, 2013 at 8:34 am Reply

    It’s great to see traditions like the preservation of olives continue. And the brick used to squash them… there’s old school Italian!
    P.S. Not only are the tomatoes huge… they’re delicious, too!

  3. Linda September 30, 2013 at 5:29 pm Reply

    I would like to see how he prepares the tomato seeds for the next year

    • Everyone Wants to Be Italian October 1, 2013 at 12:26 pm Reply

      Hi Linda,
      He picks the tomato off the vine and lets it sit until it gets VERY ripe to the point that it is so mushy. He removes the seeds and dries them out. You can do it in the sun or just leave them laid out on a table inside. Once they are dry you can put them in a jar for the following year to plant. I hope this helps. Wish I had a photo but he has already dried and stored for next year!

  4. Nicole October 9, 2013 at 8:28 pm Reply

    I remember a certain special delivery of snails from the NY area to your Dad and Uncle! Their click click clicking in the bushel is a sound I will never forget!!

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