Memories of Pasta Dinners with Family

Once we all left the nest and our families expanded, pasta continued to remain a key meal in our lives. For many years it was a standing weekly tradition to have dinner at my parents’ place most Friday nights of the year. I joined my parents, brothers, their wives, and the kids each week. We all gathered around the table and shared lively conversations and occasional frustrations — but always with a sense of togetherness, comfort, and love. Every time, there was a hearty and large bowl of pasta commanding the table to start the leisurely meal. My Mom and Dad both were great cooks. They made amazing flavorful sauce, usually accompanied by plump decadent meatballs. My Mom’s meatballs were the best — she used a lot of parmesan cheese and a combo of veal and pork, and occasionally beef. I loved smashing them with a fork and mixing them up so that each forkful of spaghetti had the added flavor lift of the delicious meatball. <a href="https://medium.com/in-living-color/memories-of-pasta-dinners-with-family-9aa7d56c6ade">Click Here</a>