This recipe is SO freaking good

Tom and I could hardly speak during dinner; such is the sublime nature of these meatballs. Then we watched a dumb(!) movie- Source Code. Blah. On a more positive note, we did enjoy a lovely wine: the Seghesio 2010 Arneis. Delish!

Meatball party progress

This is really quite an undertaking but well worth it. The hours spent cooking, rolling, frying, simmering and so forth mean you should not take making less than a whole recipe lightly. I make the big shebang and freeze! Note the latex glove in picture 1. While I'm pretty cool about most aspects of cooking, I really don't like raw meat under my fingernails so I find these gloves quite useful, for meatballs and cherry-pitting, by the way.

Meatball party

Friends, I scored better than I expected on some components of my fitness exam and, as I suspected, have really lost some ground cardiologically. Being that I love stats and challenges, this info will serve as a helpful motivating factor to do more in that realm. In the meantime, I am going to chill or choose some wine in anticipation of dinner tonight and commence with the giant meatball party that occurs when I make this recipe as it calls for 6 28oz cans of tomatoes, 4 onions and 4.5 pounds of meat amongst other items. We had a big morning so the kids are now ensconced in the basement watching Mighty Machines.

Does anyone's significant other ever stay up late multiple nights in a row and then act zombie-like the following days? I issued a warning to my guy today that I did not feel this was real acceptable in the sense that we have extremely energetic young'uns and guess what doesn't help Mom? Zombies. Do I ever want to stay up really late when I'm immersed in something? Yes. Do I? Almost never because I know what's coming. Grr.