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The way to my heart is through a huge helping of meaty spaghetti sauce. Having grown up Italian in the Bay Area, spaghetti is something my mom made all the time; to this day I still ask her to make it every time she invites me to dinner. It's my idea of the world's most comforting food: all carbs and meat, with some salty parmesan scattered over the top. Heaven.
This particular spaghetti sauce isn't my mom's recipe, though. It's a recipe developed entirely by my boyfriend—an impressive feat considering he hasn't been cooking all that long. He created this sauce as a way to treat me to something special, something that comforts me like almost nothing else.
The sauce is perfectly tangy, with the addition of lemon juice and red wine vinegar providing bright, bouncy notes of flavor, followed up by a salty layer of capers that brings the whole thing home. And don't even get me started on the beefy richness...I may drift off into a lazy, hazy food coma just thinking about it, with that luxurious smile I've been known to sport after the boy cooks me dinner.