Katie's note: Grandma Verrone lived until the ripe old age of 98. She died when I was in college, so I knew her very well. I'd go visit her in the nursing home where she lived in the last years of her life and she was always exactly the same. Her "wanna eat" continued even there, where she would try to feed me her dinner, send me home with a tin of Danish cookies and asked me if I was married yet. My first memories are of her and her youngest sister, Aunt Fran, in her kitchen making meatballs for her weekly Sunday dinners. I loved her a lot and her table was always a happy place.