"My Grandmother is so Italian"

MILAN — It was 9:30 p.m. on a chilly Sunday in an industrial area on the outskirts of Milan, and rain had been pounding down for 48 hours. The Missoni show had just ended, and Angela Missoni, the brand’s creative director, was welcoming around 120 guests for supper.

“We are a family business, and we have been built upon decades of family dinners,” she said as the restaurant space in a converted warehouse near the Fondazione Prada swelled with guests, all kissing one another and erupting in loud, happy chatter. “So I wouldn’t have this celebration any other way.”

Mountains of melt-in-the-mouth antipasti lined a wall of each room, with slightly heavier dishes — pasta bowls, roast lamb and artichoke soufflé — passed around by smiling young waiters. Gallons of prosecco and crisp white Italian wines sat in giant ice buckets kept discreetly in corners.

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“My grandmother is so Italian; she always insists that the food has to be as good as the food we eat in her kitchen, near the factory, and she makes sure of it, too,” Mr. Missoni said. “Nothing will stop her. Sharing meals all together — with her at our center — is still the beating heart of this family.”

http://www.nytimes.com/2016/03/01/fashion/milan-fashion-week-missoni.html?_r=0