by Kelly-Jane Cotter
Back in the day, you couldn't drive two blocks in any town in New Jersey without hitting a decent Italian place. Not just pizzerias, but actual Italian restaurants. Family-owned, unpretentious Jersey-Italian restaurants that took pride in recipes handed down from Nonna and Pop.
And, yeah, they still exist. Compared to other parts of the country, we are swimming in red-sauce joints. I grew up with dinners at Sal's in Shrewsbury, where there were bowls of pickled green tomatoes on the table to keep you occupied until your meal was ready.
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