Homestyle meatballs are meant for gluttony. You eat them as a main course with mashed potatoes, or you pile five onto a hoagie wadded with provolone. There’s no shame in eating a third; the shame is stopping at one.
Italian meatballs are portion-controlled by nonna’s glare. One or two per serving, tops, because they’re a second course, not a binge. Pair them with a simple green salad and a crusty bread to soak up the sauce. And never ask for a fork—Italians eat them with a spoon and a piece of bread, like civilized peasants.
Exaggeration alert: If you see a person eating 15 homestyle meatballs, that’s just Tuesday. If you see someone eating 15 Italian meatballs, call a priest—they’ve been possessed by the spirit of a starving Roman emperor.
