How about it, eh? Some of you know I recently completed a family vacation to the Great White North. One of the delights of the trip was fighting every night with Wife over what unknown restaurant we would eat at. Montreal was especially fun because everywhere had crepes, however, my little guy is picky. Finding good spaghetti recipes in a French city is sometimes hard. Please, save the snarky comments about the French being great chefs, I’m talking about appealing to a kid’s appetite. Not some haute intellectual.

Since we are home now, I think it might be time to have a summer Italian dinner, with my son’s godfather as chef. I swear he has the best spaghetti recipe ever and his meatballs taste the best, if I may say that. Now people who are raised on bland sauce and Prego would not appreciate his cooking, but if you like flavor, garlic and fennel, his stuff in top notch. Throw in a couple of bottles of red wine and you have some good eating.