WHEAT RIDGE • Last year at Grammy’s Goodies, there was a bit of a crisis.
“The ravioli machine broke,” says Joeylyn Corder, the great-granddaughter of the woman the restaurant honors. The ravioli machine was from the kitchen of that woman, the late Lucille Acierno.
“It breaks, and we’re trying to find a part for this, like, 1930s tool,” Joeylyn continues. “We’re trying to find a part, trying to be mechanics ourselves. So we’re out of ravioli for, like, two months.”
The loyal customers of Grammy’s Goodies protested: Couldn’t the family get a new press? Couldn’t they get store-bought ravioli?
No, and no. Grammy’s machine was the only way.
“We have to fix the machine,” Joeylyn says. They finally did, “and the phones were ringing off the hook. We were making raviolis around the clock.”
There is much, much more in demand at Grammy’s Goodies.
Huge hunks of Sicilian pizza. Huge hunks of sausage and Grammy’s homemade meatballs packed in huge, homemade “bread blankies” (said to be the best meat cannolis this side of Denver).