What was the very first meal you cooked for the one that you love? One night in South Korea I met a young and very skinny soldier for the first time after months of correspondence via late night calls, MySpace (yes) messages, yahoo chat. On the menu: Something so simple - Grandma's Spaghetti. I call it Grandma's Spaghetti because my goal is to make it the way that she does - Though all of the cousins have tried no one can get it 100% correct. Something about allowing the cooked spaghetti to caramelize with the sauce ever so gently at the bottom of the pot, then moving it around again. Almost 7 years after Korea and here I am tonight, sitting on our back porch eating the meal that says "I love you."