not folklore, this time...
Jan. 17th, 2007 12:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesThis is the story of why my mother's spaghetti sauce has whole cloves in it.
My grandfather and his family came over from Italy when he was six years old. Eventually, he married my grandmother, whose family is from New Hampshire. So, of course, my grandmother had to learn to make spaghetti sauce and all that sort of stuff. When my grandfather's stepmother was telling my grandmother what goes in spaghetti sauce, she said, "and two cloves", meaning two cloves of garlic. That wasn't how my grandmother interpreted it, though, and so she dutifully put two whole cloves in. The tradition continues, even though the misunderstanding got sorted out eventually, and so spaghetti sauce as she is properly spoke in the Deschenes family is the Abruzzi version, with pork ribs and sausage and meatballs...and two cloves.
This is why I can't cook anything with two cloves of garlic in it without grinning.
My grandfather and his family came over from Italy when he was six years old. Eventually, he married my grandmother, whose family is from New Hampshire. So, of course, my grandmother had to learn to make spaghetti sauce and all that sort of stuff. When my grandfather's stepmother was telling my grandmother what goes in spaghetti sauce, she said, "and two cloves", meaning two cloves of garlic. That wasn't how my grandmother interpreted it, though, and so she dutifully put two whole cloves in. The tradition continues, even though the misunderstanding got sorted out eventually, and so spaghetti sauce as she is properly spoke in the Deschenes family is the Abruzzi version, with pork ribs and sausage and meatballs...and two cloves.
This is why I can't cook anything with two cloves of garlic in it without grinning.
