My mom was a really good cook, she would make us mouth watering meals on a daily basis and I was always excited when she would call us to come and eat. But since I was growing up during the 80s, every now and then she would see a strange new recipe in the paper or in some weird cookbook and she would decide to make us stuff like ‘Chicken wings in cola’ or “Tuna and olive pasta” and we would collectively smile and eat quietly, trying not to hurt her feelings, but she could tell. For some reason…
My mother did that shit all the time. I distinctly remember one time she tried to make spaghetti with calamari. She had never cooked squid before so we ended up eating what tasted like tomato sauce covered erasers.
That’s too bad, I would commit crimes to eat my grandfather’s calamari with red sauce again
Hi! Spaghetti con calamari is a very legit italian recipe and very good too.
It’s only a matter of following the right recipe but in south of Italy pasta&seafood or fish is very common.
I had some fantastic clam pasta dishes in Naples.
I also had gastronomic consequences that were major health events.