“This is how Italians get facials,” my mother would say while leaning over and shaking the strainer, steam from the freshly cooked pasta rising up to meet her cheeks. This sauce line is a tribute to my mother. She immigrated to Canada from Italy when she was 7 years old. Growing up, I spent countless hours in the kitchen with her, learning my Nonna’s secret recipes and inventing recipes of our own. It gives me such pleasure to offer up my family traditions to your table.