Alison Schreuder
Little Nona's Meatballs
When I think about the first meal I can remember eating, it’s my great grandmother’s spaghetti and meatballs. She only made it on Sundays and we all sat around her linen covered table and ate it together. I must have been four and she was in her 90’s, Italian-born and had raised nine children through the Great Depression. She was a tiny lady that wore thick glasses, spoke with a thick Italian accent and folded her hands when she talked. I never cooked much until I started working at Home Place with Marshall. Learning to cook cuts of meat that...
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