She Made A Deal

As many of you know a lot of American citizens arrived in New York City and went through the Ellis Island customs. Many of these folks settled in New York City and other eastern states and cities.
Marie's ancestors came from Canada. They were considered French by others and lived in a prevalent French neighborhood.
There were different neighborhoods of different ethnics. Marie mad many friends as she grew older. One of her friends was Italian. They had a good time together and even taught each other how to speak some of each other's language. At this point in their life (teenager to young adult) they spoke English.
One day her Italian friend asked her why she had to get up so early in the morning before she went to work.
Marie explained that since she was from a very large family she had to help her mother with many things one of which was baking bread. Her friend was astonished with the amount of bread that Marie made every other day for her mother before she left the house to go to work. As young girls do, they spent time chatting and visiting each other's homes. Marie became friends with her young friend's mother as well. One day Marie was invited to her friend's house for her evening meal. Marie had taken a loaf of bread as a gift for their dinner. They had spaghetti. She had never had spaghetti before and she just loved it. Knowing Marie as I do, I wasn't surprised when she told me that she asked her friend's mother for the recipe. Her friend's mother just smiled slyly and told her that she would give her the recipe for the spaghetti if she would give her the recipe for her bread. The condition was that she had to show her how to do it as well. Marie made the deal.
She mad spaghetti for her family to a mediocre reception. Her father, as well as others ate it, but were not excited about the addition to their menu. Well neither was Marie! There was something missing. You guessed it; oregano. I hear this on television for the missing ingredient for spaghetti and I just smirk to myself thing, Marie could tell them.
As Marie started expanding her interests including new friends she made other deals with folks ie.; You show me and I'll show you.
As I was sitting here writing this story for Marie this morning I got to wondering about the different ethnic neighborhoods and how they were treated. so I Googled it. Oh my goodness. Irish, Italian and French and many other ethnic folks were all treated poorly because of the fear of losing their jobs by the Americans.
Our Marie lived in a very extraordinary part of history in the United States of America.