It used to be this steak I had a Del Friscos in Orlando. Now it's my mom's spaghetti. She passed in June and before that she'd always make it when we would come back from trips. It reminds me of coming home. She made it from scratch so it took a long time just to make it. I have the recipe but I haven't been able to make it. I'm just not ready.
I'm so sorry. My grandmother made a baked spaghetti every year for large family gatherings. It wasn't gourmet or anything but it was delicious. She passed in 2005 at the ripe age of 93 and even though other family members including myself followed her recipe it never tastes exactly like hers. What I wouldn't do to have it one more time.