Pink Kitchen

My first novel, Pink Kitchen, chronicles a coming-of-age adventure of a late-blooming 67-year-old grandmother with roots in the old country. It takes her from a hand-me-down home life as a dutiful and obliged Italian Catholic wife and mother to the role of compassionate companion for women seeking abortions in the late 1960s and early 1970s. Well-meaning but naive, she justifies her role as guardian by misinterpreting some of the shifting cultural influences (and evolving choices) of the times, from Vatican II to Betty Friedan. . . until her granddaughter shows up at her door needing her services.