Fave Memory - My mother was 5 years old when she left Sweden to come to live in Italy with my grandmother. New life, culture, recipes and a different language, she soon forgot Swedish and grew up like a real Italian girl.
There is a recipe, however, that has helped to maintain a link with her origins and it is the preparation of Pannkakor, or as we call them in our family, the "Pankoka" name invented by my mother child. From my grandmother to my mother, from me and my sisters to our daughters (yes we are all girls! ;) ) the time to prepare and then enjoy the "Pankoka" becomes a small, although simple, event of celebration to our Swedish origins.