By Jackie Varriano
From The Seattle Times
Seattle—It took me a long time to realize it, but every time I seek comfort, or even connection, I reach for the same thing to eat—angel hair pasta and tomato sauce.
I’ve never been picky about the sauce. It could be jarred or a long-simmered pot of canned tomatoes, a bay leaf or two bobbing in the depths. I’m also a big fan of Marcella Hazan’s iconic 45-minute magic sauce, flavored with a halved onion and half a stick of butter, or in a pinch, I sometimes turn a squirt of tomato paste, some pasta water, Parmesan and a splash of whole milk into sauce….