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02-05-2009, 11:20 AM
WESTWOOD - The fountain of youth just might be bubbling in a pot of rich, tomato-ey spaghetti sauce.
Betty Berger offers living proof.
"I don't look 105, do I?" the Colerain Township woman declared with a youthful gleam in her eyes. She was taking a break Wednesday night at her birthday party at the Westwood flagship of LaRosa's restaurants.
She's right. Spry and sharp, the lady everyone calls "Aunt Betty" does not look or act her age.
Maybe it is the pasta sauce.
"My spaghetti sauce tastes a lot like Buddy's," Berger said, nodding to her nephew, Buddy LaRosa, Cincinnati's emperor of pizza and the host of her birthday party. She's Buddy's aunt. Her maiden name is LaRosa.
"He's always wanted my recipe," Aunt Betty added with a devilish grin.
"But I've never given it to him. I told him I wanted some of the royalties. He wouldn't pay me," she giggled. "So no deal."
She laughed again. Then, she gazed at a huge sheet cake wishing her a "Happy 105th Birthday."
"I've asked Aunt Betty about her sauce over the years," LaRosa admitted, with a grin like his aunt's. "My spaghetti sauce is definitely Sicilian. And so's Aunt Betty."
Betty LaRosa was born in a village near Messina, Sicily, on Feb. 4, 1904....
......She remembers the day she met her husband-to-be, Charles Berger, outside his church on Freeman Avenue.
"We walked downtown. It was a Sunday in 1922. We dated for four years before we got married in 1926. :eek: That Sunday we just window-shopped. Back then, the stores downtown weren't open on Sunday
http://news.cincinnati.com/article/20090.../902050306
Betty Berger offers living proof.
"I don't look 105, do I?" the Colerain Township woman declared with a youthful gleam in her eyes. She was taking a break Wednesday night at her birthday party at the Westwood flagship of LaRosa's restaurants.
She's right. Spry and sharp, the lady everyone calls "Aunt Betty" does not look or act her age.
Maybe it is the pasta sauce.
"My spaghetti sauce tastes a lot like Buddy's," Berger said, nodding to her nephew, Buddy LaRosa, Cincinnati's emperor of pizza and the host of her birthday party. She's Buddy's aunt. Her maiden name is LaRosa.
"He's always wanted my recipe," Aunt Betty added with a devilish grin.
"But I've never given it to him. I told him I wanted some of the royalties. He wouldn't pay me," she giggled. "So no deal."
She laughed again. Then, she gazed at a huge sheet cake wishing her a "Happy 105th Birthday."
"I've asked Aunt Betty about her sauce over the years," LaRosa admitted, with a grin like his aunt's. "My spaghetti sauce is definitely Sicilian. And so's Aunt Betty."
Betty LaRosa was born in a village near Messina, Sicily, on Feb. 4, 1904....
......She remembers the day she met her husband-to-be, Charles Berger, outside his church on Freeman Avenue.
"We walked downtown. It was a Sunday in 1922. We dated for four years before we got married in 1926. :eek: That Sunday we just window-shopped. Back then, the stores downtown weren't open on Sunday
http://news.cincinnati.com/article/20090.../902050306
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02-05-2009, 02:49 PM
Simply Amazing and good for her. Seems like she is still lively at 106, and has a great sense of humor to boot.
I don't know if it's the spaghetti or not, but obviously this women hasn't eat much Mcdonalds and Wendys in her lifetime, otherwise she would had been dead 30 or 40 years ago due to heart disease.
I don't know if it's the spaghetti or not, but obviously this women hasn't eat much Mcdonalds and Wendys in her lifetime, otherwise she would had been dead 30 or 40 years ago due to heart disease.
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