Every summer my mother would buy (more like haggle for!) the best case of tomatoes she could find. She would then cook them, showing us how to build flavor with spices, and while the flavor built, she’d show us who’s the boss with her wooden spoon—I swear that spoon could take corners! I loved helping her work hard in the kitchen, sharing her passion with our family on those special occasions. Now, I’m happy to share with you our family’s sugo (sauce), which took me countless batches, measurements, and pinches of this-a-and-a-that-a to master. Mama, I dedicate this jar to you, because you are LOVE!