While Signora V. was at work (I, like Don Corleone, am semi-retired) I spent the afternoon making an absolutely great meat sauce - if I do say so myself.

There's a brand of uncooked meatballs available (I think it's Carando) that I will use when I'm too lazy to go the beef/veal/pork route so I first pan-fried the meatballs, then threw in all the ingredients into another pot, seasoned it, added (like Clemenza) a little wine (white), simmered it for a few hours - and that's my trick.

Braised (or rather, fried) some spicy sausage and am throwing it into this wonderful mix while the Wife sleeps.

Earlier this evening, she had capellini with meatballs and meat sauce, and tonight I'm making linguine with meat sauce and sausage for myself.

Please don't tell my doctor! whistle


Signor V.

"For me, there's only my wife..."

"Sure I cook with wine - sometimes I even add it to the food!"

"When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?"

"It was a grass harp... And we listened."

"Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? Every, every minute?"

"No. Saints and poets, maybe... they do some."