Felt like making home made Italian meat sauce today. So, I went to the market, picked up all the ingredients that I needed. I found the parmesan cheese, picked up chicken breast so I can make chicken cutlets and even found.....French bread. Not the semolina bread that Tony and Matthew love so much...but then again, you gotta make do with what you can find.Matthew returned from school and left for a playdate with his friend Alasdair. I told him to be home by 6:30 PM for dinner. I spent two hours on the sauce, made the cutlets and was cooking the pasta. Tony walked in from work and Matthew returned from his playdate. Tony proceeded to cut the bread while I walked out of the kitchen for maybe......30 seconds.
I returned to find both father and son dipping the bread into the sauce and eating it. Forget about the pasta and the chicken cutlets. I could have just made another huge pot of sauce and picked up more bread. They made a meal out of the sauce and bread alone.
So, Matthew's bread dipping into the sauce technique is definitely his father's. When he eats Asian....it's from me.
