 and prepared because I never knew who was walking in the door and how hungry they would be. So it was sandwiched meatballs. Everything was already set. I might have been busy doing something else, but there was never a moment where there wasn't food, plenty of food for the kids. Now, the next question is for the mayor. Is there a particular moment from your childhood when you realized just how much your mother was sacrificing for you and your siblings? Does something stand out?