A few weeks ago I was going to make meatballs for spaghetti. I've enjoyed many a plate as I was growing up and single, and I've typically liked making large meatballs. I was in the kitchen, a hunk of ground beef in front of me, seasoned a little, and I grabbed some, rolling it into a 2" ball and putting it in the pan. My daughter, Kendall, sat at the counter, wondering how long this was going to take, and commented they were too big. She didn't like those rolling around her plate and they were too hard to cut and eat.
So I grabbed more ground beef and rolled a 1/2" ball. She liked that and decided to help, so we were both creating these little meatballs. Delaney joined in and we were done in no time. I cooked them up, added spaghetti and sauce, and when Tia came over, she asked the kids if they liked their spaghetti and meatballs.
"Meat-smalls, Mom," said Kendall, "They're meat-smalls."
So this past weekend I cooked again, making more meat-smalls for the kids. Today I had some spaghetti and meat-smalls myself, and they were delicious.
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