Today, I make the infamous Baba Potato Salad. She has moved out and Joe is going to look at apartments in Brooklyn with his friend. Change and transition are in the air. I am on my own, but keeping positive.
I am cutting the recipe in half because after much thought, 5 lbs of potato salad in the middle of November may be a little over zealous and ambitious for one little Italian on the out skirts of Queens to combat by herself.
Today, I cook with love and all of the stories Baba has shared with me over the past 2 years. I must do her proud!
Ok... here I go. Wish me luck!
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