Tonights kill it and grill it in beautiful rural Solsberry, where the men are handsome and the ladies lovely, is sketti and meatballs with homemade American bread (notice I didnt say French) slathered with a sauce that the only way it could be more Italian is that it was flown in from Sicily. Meatballs so splendid that even Chef Boy-ar-dee would weep with joy. Desert is yet to be determined....after such a described meal who needs desert anyways????
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 21:05:35 +0000
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