I am not Italian. I have no rights. I like pasta with red sauce, rosé sauce, vodka, white, alfredo, pesto, butter, olive oil, garlic. You catch my drift. I didn’t grow up with sauce on the stove on Sundays. I grew up with a Pace (do you remember Pace, before Sam’s Club, BJ’s, and Costco?) […]
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Bacon Asparagus Pasta

I grew up thinking pasta was served two ways – spaghetti dinner and the very occasional (maybe only once a year) lasagna and stuffed shells. I really didn’t know that pasta was more then just a vehicle for tomato sauce and served with a side of garlic bread. What is wrong with that? Absolutely nothing. […]