So I Have the Broccoli Rabe

I was at my dad's today and I cleaned out his freezer. Now keep in mind he is 92 and lost his wife 3 years ago to Alzheimer's Disease. It was not as bad as it could have been. Only a couple of things were questionable, is it pork? was it chicken? But then I found a container in the back of the freezer. I immediately recognized my mother's handwriting. It said "Meat Sauce, March 16, 1994." I froze. Here was the stuff that dreams were really made of. Is it still good after 15 years? I could not throw it out. It will remain in my dad's freezer until who knows...
Back to the broccoli rabe. My dad actually has more broccoli rabe than I do. He pulls out this dish from the fridge and asks what he can do with it. I say well we can make a frittatta.
Today's lesson was that you can not make a frittatta in a non non-stick pan. At least I can not. I did my best and it was not the prettiest frittatta I have ever made but it tasted quite good.

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