Pasta has been in my family for a long time. My dad tells me stories about how he learned from his grandmother and she learned from her mother. Pasta is really simple it is dough in a certain shape (depending on what type of pasta) then boiled and usually added with a tomato sauce or with cheese and butter. My dad said, “It’s cheap and easy to make and Italy was poor for a long time and it was a filler so when you had meat or something else they could mix it with pasta. You can mix it with other foods.” For my ancestors pasta was mostly what they ate. They needed a way to feed their families without going broke. My ancestors taught their kids how to make such an essential food. My dad also said, “ I learned from watching my grandmother make by hand from all the holidays.” Pasta can be passed down by just watching someone make it. Pasta brings my family together. One time my relatives who live in Italy came over to America for the summer. They spoke very little English. When it was time for dinner we didn’t even speak the same language but we both grew up eating the same food. We had a great time eating our family’s food together.