Chicken Alfredo


Every night my family and I eat dinner. Sometimes we order and sometimes we eat out. More often, we will cook and eat in. My mom either makes a pasta or a salad while my dad grills different kinds of meats . Most nights it's a simple salad, meat and starch but every so often we will have a homemade chicken Alfredo. This is a special dinner in my family because of how good it is. There is also so much care and effort put into making it. This is a relatively new thing that we have been cooking in my family, only about two or three years old. However to me this represents how much my family cares about me. My family's roots on my father's side are Italian so this represents culture. This something that brings me and my family closer together at dinner. There no secret recipe or magic pot but there is a lot of care and love that goes into making this dish. As well as any other dish that my family makes and that is why I love them so much. I also have memories and continue to add onto my memories of nights were we have had this dish and talked about simple things like our day. This could seem like a strange object, but it is something that I feel safe and comfortable when I think about it. 

Place(s): New York, Italy
Year: 1920

– CM

Relationship:  Grandchild of im/migrant Grandchild of im/migrant