A GiBBiLiNi FAMiLY TRADiTiON
My father was born on the north side of Chicago.
My grandmother, a great traditional cook, taught him the secrets of her pizza and many other family recipes. My dad, on the other hand, liked to experiment and actually started using fresh vegetables and whole wheat in his recipes (to the horror of his mother), long before it was in vogue.
On weekends he would throw a large checkered tablecloth over the dining room table and invite friends, family and acquaintances over for dinner. He would serve them his variations of time-honored family dishes as well as recipes he was developing, most of which received outstanding reviews. Dad’s pasta dishes were fantastic, but his pizza was his crowning achievement. Over the years we always had family and friends coming by, eating, drinking, talking and listening to old Frank Sinatra and big band records. My dad truly practiced his philosophy about life: the key to happiness is friends, good food and music.
Dad has since passed away but his presence lives on in our hearts. All in all, he was well-loved and thought of by his family and friends and lived life with a zest that I can only envy. We miss him greatly.
On behalf of our entire Oregano’s family – please enjoy yourself!
Mark S. Russell