My father made a tomato sauce with a bay leaf, dried basil, and a "cinnamon stick" about as wide as a matchstick. I think it had big chunks of onion that I never wanted to eat. (Then as now, I believe in mincing onions into unrecognizability, then cooking them to death.) The sauce tasted mostly of tomatoes, and was quite nice with meatballs that had ground lamb and mint
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Date: 2021-10-04 09:02 pm (UTC)