A Chilly, Lazy Sunday and a Tender Braciole

My Italian family always sat down for the classic Italian Sunday supper.  We would wake to the smell of meatballs frying or tomato sauce warming on the stove.  But we were never allowed to taste the sauce or meatballs before 11 AM church – a silly Catholic rule about not eating before mass. So we…Read More »

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