Bolognese Sauce
Joe and the kids would make huge batches of good cookies. And sometimes, he would make homemade pasta, and a very good Bolognese sauce. One time, I was getting dinner ready, and I put his freshly made pasta in the boiling pot of water and went outside to call the kids in for dinner. My neighbor came over while I was out with some flowers, and we got to talking. When I finally went back into the house, I remembered the pasta, which was now a pot of starchy glue. That fresh pasta was disintegrated. Luckily, I had some store-bought pasta to cook. I didn’t say anything. Joe didn’t say anything. The kids said, “good pasta, Dad!” Yeah, he still loved me.
- Gramma
After 63 years of my cooking, he loved me anyway.