Because my family ate dinner at my grandmother’s house or at inexpensive restaurants most nights, eating at home was a rare treat. One of my absolute favorite meals was spaghetti night, and I would get so excited when my mom pulled out her wok to start her meat sauce (unconventional, but we’re Chinese and used our wok for everything). The base of her sauce was always a jar of Prego Traditional Italian sauce, and her spin was adding fresh mushrooms and tomatoes. My sister and I would always fight over how it was served: I voted for tossing the pasta and sauce together, while she wanted to keep things separate. She always won out, although we would mix the leftovers together and that became one of my all-time favorite breakfasts.