Spaghetti, Meatballs, and a Side of Nostalgia (Not Mine, But Close Enough)
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood? The other day, I did something wild. At least, wild by grown-up, semi-caffeinated, city-living standards. I ordered spaghetti and meatballs. Not bucatini with veal ragu. Not handmade tagliatelle with a saffron foam. Just good ol’ spaghetti. Red […]

