b"Nick's MusingsSometimes all you need is some garlicky broccolini with roasted carrots, Yukon mashed potatoes, and.my Nonna Marias meatballs.Somedays, when you least expect it, your past comes to visit you at dinner, starting with your first bite.It had been a long time, but it felt like we were all at the table for Sunday lunch. Like when I was a kid.And then poof, like in the movies, disappeared except for a cool little breeze that squeaked past the old window frames and ruffled my hair.I smiled and raised my glass of wine.Who are you talking to? asked my wife.No one, I said.Era nu sciusciu u viento (it was a blow of cold wind).Truth is, I knew better.10"