These meatballs are something all other meatballs are measured against - basically there is no competition and as a result most of the family does not eat them anywhere, but at family gatherings. The recipe is one of those great straight off the boat, your distant relative never used measuring cups, etc. Thankfully my mother started measuring everything as she sat and watched/helped years ago and got many of the family favorites on paper.
The recipe - you didn't actually think I would post the whole thing, did you?
Mamadukes was in charge of the chopping, mixing, forming. I was in charge of picture taking, flipping meatballs and taste testing (duh!) An no my camera is not broken - the afternoon sun floods the kitchen leaving half of her more illuminated than the other.
Throw everything into the special meatball making bowl (no joke this is the only thing I have ever seen my mother make meatballs in since I was little)
Form into something between a golf ball and a tennis ball
Fry in some oil so they don't fall apart when you add them to the sauce
Voila!
I forgot to take a picture once they were in the sauce/on my plate, but I am sure you could put two and two together!
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