It’s all about the sauce. Some people call it gravy. I have the hardest time going out to eat Italian Food. I am so spoiled by my mother’s sauce that I just don’t like eating it out. I went to a party this weekend and they TRIED serving pasta. Flop! Yes, it was awful. The sauce tasted like it came out of a bottle from the shelf of an American grocery store. The spaghetti was broken up, really. The longer the better and more fun to slurp. My mom gives me sauce on a weekly basis. I think it’s time she actually shows me how to make it myself. I truly believe it’s all about the sauce!