One of my earliest childhood memories is standing by the sink as my grandma, or “Mammies” as I still like to call her, would drain the liquid from a can of Pearls® black olives right before she would stick an olive on each finger…
Let me start off with a disclaimer by stating that I come from a big Italian family. Expressive conversations, loads of food, and warm greetings litter my memories of childhood. I was lucky enough to spend a significant amount of time during the day with…