Whenever there was a special occasion, my Grandma made a giant pot of sauce. Spaghetti was an important tradition. I learned so much from her. My sauce will never be as good as the sauce she made but I’m so grateful that I know how to make it. I am trying to carry on her sauce tradition. It wasn’t really a special occasion but it was Wednesday and that seemed like a good enough reason to make a giant pot of sauce. I also honored the other tradition that coincides with spaghetti night. I ended the evening with a giant handful of Tums.
