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Johnny Meatballs On A Roll - On Location

Johnny Meatballs On A Roll - On Location

Johnny Meatballs DeCarlo (September 20, 2011)

Padre Pio Dinner in Montclair

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Last month, during the windy and rainy St. Sebastian Feast in Montclair, my good friend Joey asked me if I’d be interested in providing the dinner for their Padre Pio Day at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church. I was overcome with excitement and honored to be considered.


There wasn’t even a question in my mind that this would be the perfect opportunity—not only to showcase our newly expanded catering menu—but the ideal fall segue into a new branch in the business now that the summer has concluded.

We’ve had some catering gigs this past season with the meatball cart—and although we don’t have that much space in the cooking area to serve more than meatballs—we have been successful in utilizing it to prepare Sabretts and ravioli. But on this day, we left the cart behind as we would be cooking and serving over a dozen trays of various hot foods to over a hundred guests. No sweat. There’s no job too big or too small for Johnny Meatballs!

Rather than make everything ahead of time like many caterers do, we actually took advantage of the fact that we could use the Church kitchen at our discretion for this event. So we decided to do it all fresh from scratch—on premises—and everyone seemed to love every single item. More importantly, the fine folks from the society seemed to truly love our involvement, we didn’t think of ourselves as just “hired help” either—we always made sure we pitched in where we could—whether it was moving chairs or pouring out cups of Carlo Rossi.


There is nothing I would enjoy more than to be the official caterers of all of these types of dinners, and there are various reasons for that. I am all about the true religious and cultural practices of the Italian-American heritage and that’s something I want to always reflect with my business. That does not mean we don’t do all types of venues for all types of nationalities, but as an Italian-American, I definitely thrive on any sort of celebration organized by Italians—with fellow cugines young and old in attendance. And that’s what this was all about, with paisans by the busload from Brooklyn to PA, coming out to honor the Roman-Catholic faith.

The day began with a mass, followed by a procession of the statue around the neighborhood. The weather was absolutely perfect, with just a slight September chill in the air. My partner Ray and I were there bright and early, after doing our local pick-ups at the fruit market and our other suppliers. We were geared up and ready to get cooking. We caramelized pounds of onions, rolled and baked almost 500 meatballs, boiled pounds and pounds of macaroni, sliced and diced olives and pepperoncini for some nice mixed salads…and boy did we bread and fry a lot of eggplant cutlets for rollatine—some topped with Sunday Gravy and some topped with a homemade white cream sauce.


The kitchen was the perfect size for us, with two work stations, a large South Bend oven with a twelve burner range and also a double-deck Blodgett pizza oven. The hall was decked out with green-white-red balloons everywhere, red table clothes and a spot front and center for Padre Pio to watch over everything.

I donated an Italian gift basket which they raffled off and the winner ended up being Joey’s mom. She deserved it with all that she did, which included providing antipast’ platters that she created and set-up on all the tables along with the desserts…one of which was a special cake for the main organizer of this fantastic celebration—yes my pal Joey—who happened to be celebrating his own birthday. The band was great, playing everything from the Italian National Anthem to the theme from “Rocky.” I genuinely think all those in attendance had a Saturday that they will remember for a long time and I hope that my food helped to enhance the fun. The menu we prepared was as follows…


Johnny’s Meatballs in Sunday Gravy, eggplant rollatine filled with spinach and ricotta, salad and rolls, baked rigatoni with ricotta and mozzarella, and a tray that I ended up whipping up with some of the ingredients we had left. It was rigatoni, crumbled meatballs and spinach with a pink sauce I made by combining a little of the Sunday Gravy with the white cream sauce. Mamma mia was it a hit!

Everyone filled their bellies and danced up a storm. The laughter and the vino was flowing, and we all thanked the Lord and Padre Pio for being together to honor where we came from. As I said, these types of things are really what I hope to gear my business towards. If anyone out there organizes any similar Church affairs, please contact me via e-mail at [email protected] and we can create any customized package to fit any budget and any craving. I did not feel like I was working, I felt like I was among friends and family. There’s nothing better than that to me and that’s why I do what I do. Always remember…Say your prayers, respect your mother, eat your meatballs!

 

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