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Growing up Italian, Sunday dinners were a “must attend” event for my family.
No matter what I had planned for the day – a trip to the beach, visiting a museum, going to the movies or just hanging out at a friend’s house, I knew that I had to be home, hands washed and sitting dutifully at the dinner table by 5:00 pm sharp or else!
On Sundays, my mom spent most of her day slaving away over the stove making homemade sauce, meatballs, sausages and/or braciole to serve over one gigantic bowl of pasta that our family shared at our meal.
Dinner began the moment my father sat down at the table. Then it was time to mangia é statti zitto! Which loosely translated meant it was time to shut up and eat!
Those meals were not just full of flavor, but they were full of life and are some of my favorite childhood memories.