We had an early Australia Day celebration this week. Morning tea with family and friends, tea, anzac cookies and neenish tarts, pink proteas, fresh air and great conversation. What a way to celebrate the national holiday! We even got to try a new Kitchen Angel recipe, especially dedicated to Australia Day – wattleseed almond biscuits. When I think about being Australian, I think of freedom, multiculturalism, BBQs, great beaches and a cold beer on the verandah. With 3 generations of migrants sitting in front of me (a nonna, mamma and friend), my curiosity piqued as to what it meant to them, so I decided to ask: Cat: How old were you when you migrated to Australia? Mamma: 9 years old, I was really young. Mario: 31 years old “A lot younger than I am now – that was 56 years ago!” – Nonna “I like the life I can have here” –