Embracing Childhood Memories

Typically when I cook up spaghetti and call my guys to dinner, Hubby will walk into the kitchen, look at the giant bowl of spaghetti and then open the front door to shout at the entire neighborhood that dinner is ready. I grew up in a house with two rules. Always make enough for unexpected guests and no one leaves the table hungry.

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Stretching the Family Budget

When I was a girl, we ate a lot of spaghetti. Mom made the sauce from scratch and let it simmer all day in a big cast iron skillet.

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