We haven't exactly been the best about updating this page (for many years). But we must return this year. Vera has left us, and we must share our memories with you.
Vera, Zia's mom, was first and foremost a chef. She had no special training, but I really don't care. She was a chef. Self trained, but the absolute best. She would read recipes for fun, and then as she copied them into her journal, improve them. She made some of the best meals I ever enjoyed, and if you never had the chance to enjoy her cooking I pity you.
Her training was as a seamstress. My best story around this was showing up one year with a sport coat with sleeves that were a little too long. You or I, to fix this, would roll the sleeves up and tack them in place. She, more correctly, removed the sleeves completely from the shoulder, shortened them on that end, and them sewed them back in place. All in less than an evening. Truly the best in tailoring.
Most of the trips we took out of Keszthely were planned by her. She loved to explore, and took us on many journeys over the years. I saw the Croatian coast, Vienna, Venice (on my bucket list for decades), Graz, Salzburg, and most of Hungary at her instigation, and for which I am forever greatful.
Vera was the family peacemaker - forever trying to bring folks together.
She loved live music and a party, and was more than willing to stay up all night to enjoy one.
Vera was the absolute best of humanity. Please keep her in your thoughts the next few days as we lay her to rest in the family cript in Mali Idos.
