CHILDHOOD MEMORY

Tonight, I was making one of my favorite meals.  As a child, we had homemade spaghetti every Sunday.  Mom would make the dough before we went to church, and put on the sauce.  It would simmer on low till we got home.

I loved to cut the noodles up.  Even as a very small child, we would get to turn the handle.

On these Sunday's, we were also allowed to drink pop!!  Wow.  Thinking back we never felt slighted that mom and dad could have pop anytime.  We knew that we had ours with our pasta!!

We would also have leftovers on Wednesday.  Every Wednesday.  I don't think we ever tired of eating it!

Then my nana moved in with us.  No matter what what day it was, there was always sauce in the refrigerator.  My brother Bob really took advantage of that!  Mom was not happy, but to nana, the men got what they wanted.

Just smelling that sauce cooking and having Luke come running in to say he knew what we were having for dinner must have given me the same pleasure my mom and nana had.  Luke ate two full bowls and said his heart hurt cuz he "ate so much"!

There are just some smells that bring back memories.  This is definitely one of my favorites.  Fresh Bread, is another.  All make me smile on the inside and the outside.