Cyncere Wingate, 10, Toledo
Dylan Schuh, 8, Perrysburg
Emma Carle, 5, Toledo
Charlie Mitchell, 2 mo., Sylvania
Jackson McNutt, 5, Perrysburg
Charlie Sarver, 6, Toledo
Nicholas Fulton, 7, Toledo
Cyncere Wingate, 10, Toledo
Dylan Schuh, 8, Perrysburg
Emma Carle, 5, Toledo
Charlie Mitchell, 2 mo., Sylvania
Jackson McNutt, 5, Perrysburg
Charlie Sarver, 6, Toledo
Nicholas Fulton, 7, Toledo
Sometimes, if you are lucky enough, you have someone in your posse whose strengths are your weaknesses. In my case, the woman who often “shows me the light”-and how to properly accessorize-is Nana. She’s been a steady presence in my life since day one. Her husband, has known my Dad since childhood and their friendship, along with the friendships between their families, continues to expand to this day. Nana is my spare tire. I know she is there if I ever need her to get me up and moving again on my often bumpy road.
You wouldn’t think it by gazing upon this quietly elegant, statuesque woman, but she is the go-to girl in a crisis. When events happen that would throw lesser women into therapy, Nana rises to the occasion. For my wedding day, I splurged and purchased a lacy pair of stockings with full knowledge that as a kid my measurements never fit on a pediatrician’s growth chart and that the person responsible for writing the information on nylon packages that clearly state “For women 5’4” to 6’”is a big fat LIAR. I hoisted them up in preparation to go down the aisle when I discovered the crotch was six inches lower than it should be. Without blinking, Nana gently, but firmly helped me remove them and told me not to perspire about little things (AKA don’t sweat the small stuff). I could see her out of my peripheral vision stretching those suckers with the force of a Ninja warrior before calmly returning them to me. Miraculously, she was able to get me four more inches. In a world before SPANX, I was eternally grateful.
She is also the only woman I know who can keep a white linen blouse crisply clean while vacationing in the Canadian wilderness. This was her attire when my daughter fell off the deck hitting-I swear-the only jagged rock capable of damage. As blood was dripping on her once white blouse, she calmly reassured Lauren that even though she might end up with a scar, she would still one day go to her prom.
Nana also has a way of keeping my “reactive” father at bay. She is the only person I know that can get away with a “Jim just chill out”. She is also smart enough to know when distraction is the better option and has a brilliant way of enticing him into conversation while I deal with everything from a plate of lasagna one of the kids flipped behind their stove to a lizard on the loose.
“Behind every great man, there is a woman” or at times, a woman rolling her eyes. Nana also manages to keep up with our beloved Opa, her extrovert, turbo spouse. The man should run for mayor and while he is in the forefront, she is there with the camera to capture it all.
Nana is a trooper when she visits our rustic “home” in Canada. While we bust out the hiking boots, Molson, and paper plates, Nana has coordinated outfits, chardonnay, and cocktail napkins. She is a pro at pretty and in a world that at times seems full of “nasty”, I find great solace when I am in her realm of snowmen and bunnies.
I have learned a great deal from this ‘other maternal figure’ in my life. Learning is one thing; putting into practice is another. I remind her of the old saying that if you throw enough “stuff” at a wall, eventually something is bound to stick. So, I am trying to learn how to say “NO”, ask the kids to pitch in more, and carve out some time for me in this full house.
Her advice: Buy a doorstop and use it.
She will be well needed in the year ahead. I am now convinced that the person who makes the fictitious panty hose charts is the same person who said lightning never strikes twice. Nana is blessed with a beautiful granddaughter who has had to struggle with physical limitations and countless health battles. Recently, another of her granddaughters was diagnosed with leukemia. The family will once again need their Nana and the strength, calm and peace that she so freely provides. I used to think that heroes came with bulging muscles and capes. Thanks to Nana, I know they put up twinkle lights, use the good china and love unconditionally.
“I never actually watched football on TV but always wanted to play,” says Sylvania McCord Junior High School student Anya Wojtkowiak. “I really liked playing football in the yard with neighbors and wanted to try it. I kept begging my mom to let me try out for the team and she wouldn’t let me until I promised her that I would wear something nice for picture day.” To her mother’s surprise, Anya dressed up for her school photo and the rest is history. Toledo Area Parent talked with Anya about the ups and downs of being the sole female on her Sylvania Recreation 6th and 7th grade football team.
I understand you and your mother made a deal regarding your picture day attire. How did looking like a lovely young lady for a photo lead to wearing cleats and a helmet?
“I went to my school’s orientation and they had flyers about the Rec football team so I took one. I spoke with one of the coaches who was there that night and he asked me to come for conditioning. I showed up and when the coaches started picking teams, I got picked.”
Is playing on an all-male team tougher than playing in your backyard?
“It’s a lot harder. I had to learn all the different positions even though I am a lineman. Also, no one is easy on me because I am a girl. I get bruised a lot.”
How do you deal with getting hit?
“I hit back!”
Do your teammates except you as an equal?
“At the beginning the boys were skeptical about me being on the team. I don’t know exactly when that changed but I think it was when I proved that I was helpful and a good player. I am not just standing on the sidelines and watching. I would say I get to play for almost the whole game. When we have a lot of injured players I get to play longer.”
Do you feel that being female has held you back in any way?
“No, not all. I wish more girls would play football. I get support from people in the stands too. I had a really good tackle and three of my classmates were cheering for me. It was so cool. I actually get a harder time from girls than boys about being on the team. On Fridays we wear our jerseys to school. So many girls ask why I would ever play football. I tell them I play because it’s fun.”
What does the future hold?
“I play for the Sylvania Rec and there is a weight limit. If you are over 115 lbs. you cannot run with the ball. I recovered the ball from a fumble and I had to take a knee. Next year if the McCord coach asks me, I could play for them and there are no weight restrictions.”
Is there anything you want to say to your teammates?
Yes, we are close even though we don’t socialize off the field. I would thank them for supporting me. I would rather be playing football than cheering on the sidelines. I’m just really glad I have a chance to play.
Hobbies: Basketball, lacrosse and reading (she read over 50 books last summer)
When She Grows Up: An environmental scientist and shes hopes to be the first female to play in the NFL or, even better- play for Notre Dame
People She Admires: Amelia Earhart and the first girlto play college football, Ashley Baker Hopes to Attend: New York University
Easy-Bake Ovens are a perfect way for children to learn their way around a kitchen. Think your team has what it takes to win this nostalgic cooking competition? Teams of adults and kids show off their skills with Easy-Bake ovens while baking original delicious recipes. Pam from Pam’s Corner will hold a fantastic and informative cooking demo at 2:30. If you aren’t in the mood to compete, cheer on your favorite baking team! Proceeds benefit Children’s Theatre Workshop, a local organization that provides acting classes and live theatrical experiences for youth ages 5-18.
Tickets available at the door. 2-4pm. Adults, $7; kids, $5 (ages 7-18); ages 6 and under, free. Children’s Theatre Workshop, 2417 Collingwood Blvd. 419-244-5061. childrenstheaterworkshop.org
The saying “third time’s a charm” certainly applies to Mama LaScola’s Italian Kitchen. It is the latest venture of Gus Nicolaidis and his partner Moussa Salloukh. The duo also own LaScola Italian Grill in Toledo and LaScola Tuscan Grill in Findlay. Having spent time studying-and especially eating-and more eating-in Italy, I looked forward to the opportunity to see if Mama LaScola’s offerings could hold their own against those of my host mom, Mama Corsetti.
I had heard that LaScola had a “homey” feel. For me, the objective of going out is to get as far away from home as possible. Thankfully, I was pleasantly surprised with the atmosphere. LaScola’s offers a relaxed dining experience, yet the black and white checkered tablecloths, Tiffany lights and vintage photos are a positive addition. There is a nice bar area that is off to the side that provided adequate space between parents with little ones and older guests wanting an adult beverage.
I found the service to be one of the most positive aspects of the evening. Of course, I get excited as a mom when anyone asks what they can get for me (instead of the other way around). LaScola’s also has an extensive wine selection that I hope to explore at another time.
We ate during the dinner hour but LaScola’s also offers lunch Monday through Friday. The choices are plentiful including nine appetizers, eight salads, pastas, classic Italian dishes, and panini sandwiches.
I could not get the girls out of their comfort zone to try the garlic mussels but scored a small victory in ordering the calamari. Thankfully my children haven’t figured out that word in Italian. We proceeded to the house salads. My youngest child Maria, whose first words were “Mama” and “balsamic” tried the white balsamic house dressing. The server shared that it may be purchased by the bottle. Of course, my offspring, like their mother, have never met a baked good that they didn’t like. The Mama’s bread did not disappoint.
Our main meal included Mama’s Spaghetti Bake ($13.99). My gluten-free, carb free middle child ordered the salmon and informed me it was as good as what I prepare at home. It came with a side of vegetable ribbons that were pleasing to the eye and the palate.
There are so many options. I was in a quandary. I paid rent while living with an Italian family by helping as a “cooker” and truly enjoy the art of food preparation. I love ordering something I don’t make at home. I thought it would be interesting however, to order something I make on a regular basis for comparison purposes. I decided on the Chicken Piccata ($14.99) and found it to be very flavorful sautéed with brandy and topped with a garlic cream sauce with wild mushrooms and capers. We also ordered a Margherita grilled pizza ($10.99). No matter how hard I try, I cannot convince my children that the pie is named for a queen, not a beverage.
We topped off a nice meal with the caramel pecan tiramisu ($5). It was wonderful and extremely sweet. We also tried the bread pudding with a warm sauce ($5) that would warm anyone’s cockles. Portions were plentiful and easily shared.
Mama LaScola’s Italian Kitchen is a welcome addition. Our family looks forward to old favorites and experimenting with new dishes the next time we visit.
Mama LaScola’s Italian Kitchen
6060 Renaissance Place
419-517-5570
Mon-Thurs: 11:30am-9:30pm
Fri: 11:30-10pm
Sat: 4-10pm
Sun: 4-8pm
lascolaitaliangrill.com
Toledo Area Parent would like to extend its deepest sympathies to Karen Zickes, writer of Food Fight upon the death of her spouse Jim. Mother Mayhem will be reviewing family dining until Ms. Zickes returns to the table.