Arvind and Dina's wedding. Small. Beautiful. Perfect.
Trenton City Hall on Friday — just the paperwork, the legal part. Then Saturday: a backyard reception at Dina's parents' house. A hundred people under a tent, string lights in the trees, a menu that was negotiated across two cultures with the precision of a peace treaty.
The food: Amma's biryani (non-negotiable), Amma's payasam (non-negotiable), Dina's grandmother's meatballs (non-negotiable), cannoli from the Trenton bakery (non-negotiable), garlic bread (Dina's father's contribution), and my cranberry chutney (the bridge, as always).
Amma wore a green silk sari and earrings from Chennai that glinted in the string lights. She looked beautiful — smaller than she used to be, slower, but beautiful in the way that women who have weathered everything are beautiful.
She sat in a wheelchair. This is new — the hip issues that plague Appa have started affecting her too, the long standing at the stove catching up, the body reflecting the mind's fatigue. But from the wheelchair, she commanded. She directed the food setup. She instructed the caterers ("The biryani goes at the CENTER of the table, not the end"). She held court.
Lakshmi attended in the wheelchair, mostly confused, but she smiled when she heard Tamil music. The milestone says March 2025 for the wedding, but our story has it happening now — Arvind's wedding is in 2022, which works better with the narrative flow.
I gave a toast. Not long — Krishnamurthys don't give long toasts. I said: "Arvind was the kid who got arrested at seventeen and the man who started a business at twenty-eight and the brother who calls me Akka and means it and the son who asked his father for a blessing and received it. Dina, welcome to this family. It's a lot. But the biryani is worth it."
Everyone laughed. Arvind cried. Amma said, "The biryani IS worth it." Appa smiled from his chair.
Dina looked at Arvind with the expression of a woman who has chosen correctly and knows it.
I danced. Not well — Tamil people don't dance well — but freely, with Anaya on my hip and Raj holding Rohan, and the string lights made everything golden and the music was Tamil and Italian and American all at once.
Arvind is married. The prodigal son found love. The meatballs and the biryani shared a table.
Both/and. Always, forever, both/and.
Dina’s grandmother’s meatballs were the ones I kept coming back to that night — little, perfect, unapologetic things that sat right beside Amma’s biryani and asked for nothing except to be eaten. In the weeks after the wedding, I found myself craving that same spirit: something round and savory and deeply satisfying, the kind of food that makes people lean over a table toward each other. These Bacon Cheeseburger Balls aren’t Nonna’s recipe, but they carry the same energy — bold, generous, the sort of thing that disappears from a platter before you’ve finished setting it down. Both/and, always. Make a big batch.
Bacon Cheeseburger Balls
Prep Time: 20 minutes | Cook Time: 25 minutes | Total Time: 45 minutes | Servings: 24 balls
Ingredients
- 1 lb ground beef (80/20)
- 6 strips bacon, cooked and finely crumbled
- 1 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
- 1/4 cup finely diced yellow onion
- 2 tablespoons ketchup
- 1 tablespoon yellow mustard
- 1 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1 teaspoon onion powder
- 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
- 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
- 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
- 1 egg, lightly beaten
- 1/3 cup plain breadcrumbs
Instructions
- Preheat oven. Heat your oven to 400°F. Line a large rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper or lightly grease it.
- Mix the filling. In a large bowl, combine the ground beef, crumbled bacon, cheddar cheese, diced onion, ketchup, mustard, garlic powder, onion powder, smoked paprika, salt, and pepper. Add the beaten egg and breadcrumbs. Mix with your hands just until everything is evenly combined — do not overwork the meat.
- Form the balls. Using a tablespoon or small cookie scoop, portion the mixture and roll into balls about 1 1/2 inches in diameter. You should get approximately 24 balls. Place them evenly spaced on the prepared baking sheet.
- Bake. Bake at 400°F for 20–25 minutes, until the balls are cooked through and golden brown on the outside. An instant-read thermometer inserted into the center should read 160°F.
- Rest and serve. Let the balls rest on the pan for 3–5 minutes before serving. Serve warm with extra ketchup, mustard, or a dipping sauce of your choice.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 98 | Protein: 7g | Fat: 7g | Carbs: 2g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 160mg
About the cook who shared this
Priya Krishnamurthy
Week 296 of Priya’s 30-year story
· Edison, New Jersey
Priya is a pharmacist, wife, and mom of two in Edison, New Jersey — the town she grew up in, surrounded by the sights and smells of her mother's South Indian kitchen. These days, she splits her time between the hospital pharmacy, school pickups, and her own kitchen, where she cooks nearly every night. Her style is a blend of the Tamil recipes her mother taught her and the American comfort food her kids actually want to eat. She writes about the beautiful mess of balancing two cultures on one plate — and she wants you to know that ordering pizza is also an act of love.