Guess where I’m eating “homemade” spaghetti and meatballs?
I’ve apparently been duped…for decades! During dinner last night at a red-sauce Italian joint, I ordered “homemade” spaghetti and meatballs, only to learn from our server that the noodles aren’t homemade at all. It’s a carryover, he told me, from the old days, when spaghetti — the fat strands made…