So last week my mom made spaghetti and meatballs . . . from scratch. Why? Just because. She even plated it very nicely for me . . . just because.
Ok well maybe not entirely from scratch . . . I mean to say the sauce and the meatballs were made from scratch. They were pork meatballs but my mom really wanted to make them out of veal . . . who cares, it tasted fantastic!
Not only did it look fantastic, it tasted amazing. There is something she added in the sauce that I can’t place a taste bud on. You know, it’s probably nutmeg. It’s always nutmeg. Anyways, the sauce was very tomatoey (I’m going through a tomato phase in my life) and spicy. I love it when you take a few bites and all of a sudden . . . BAM . . . you’re mouth starts to water and sweat starts dripping down your head. YUM!
Are you jealous that my mom is awesomer than your mom? I love her!