I’ve can only remember making meatballs twice in my life.
Once tonight. Once last year.
Last year, I was rolling them on a very hot day in a very hot apartment with a crowd of people who were getting to know each other – very loudly. I was very uncomfortable.
Tonight, I was rolling them and cooking them at a beautiful gas stove, in the home of beautiful, old friends. We ate them around a family dining table with the fire going in the background. We knew each other very well. I was very comfortable.
I am a big fan of the second of the two meatball experiences!
Tonight, at my friends’ table: #74 ‘Meatballs and Tomatoes’.