On top of spaghetti…

I don’t know, can a week go by without your family yearning for spaghetti? Is it me or is “yearn” the wrong verb to use in  the context of spaghetti? I want to mock it like Billy Crystal mocked the name Sheldon in When Harry Met Sally. “Ride me, big Sheldon.” “I yearn for you, spaghetti.” Nope. Can’t do it.

And that’s not even the worst part about this recipe – that would be the fact that this recipe for spaghetti sauce essentially is “buy store bought mix and prepare as directed”. Who even knew there was such a thing as spaghetti sauce mix? How gross must that have been? Also, I really do not appreciate the additions. Really, leftover meat, minced clams, chopped eggs, frankfurter or shrimp? This recipe is the Freddy Krueger of my food nightmares, each mix-in another finger-knife slashing away at my will to live.

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