Three jars of Pizzio's pasta sauce on a wooden surface with ingredients in the background.

from Marie's kitchen

Six generations of love in a jar.

Carried from New Jersey to California. Low-simmered and served every Thursday and Sunday since the day Marie married Dominick. The West Coast finally has a proper gravy.

· A Family Recipe· Handcrafted in Clovis, CA· Fresh, low simmered· save a place at the table
· A Family Recipe· Handcrafted in Clovis, CA· Fresh, low simmered· save a place at the table
Black and white photo of a Marie and Dominick Pizzio standing next to an old car on a road.

Her Story

When Marie married into the Pizzio family, she brought the recipe with her.

It was 1937. Marie married Dominick Pizzio, and the recipe — handed down from her mother — became ours. Every Thursday. Every Sunday. Every Holiday. Without fail.

The gravy, as the East Coast Italians call it, survived World War II. It survived the long migration west to Fresno, California. It fed children, grandchildren, and the many foster children Marie and Dominick raised as their own.

Finally, we put her name on the jar.

The Difference

On the West Coast, we don't have a proper gravy.

Other brands sell sauce. We sell something that's been on a stovetop since World War II. There's a difference, and you can taste it.

01.

A person, not a logo.

Other jars feature a chef who endorses them or a restaurant that licenses its name. Ours features Marie. Her recipe. Her label.

02.

East Coast craft. West Coast home.

Made in Clovis California with the patience East Coast Italians demanded. The first proper gravy bottled this side of the country.

03.

A reason to slow down.

We don't just want to feed you. We want you to put the phones down, pass the bread, and stay at the table a little longer.

The Ritual

Put the phones down. Pass the bread.

For six generations, Sunday dinner in our family meant something. The gravy bubbling on the stove. Grated cheese ready. Bread on the table. Everyone in one room.

That's the part we're really selling. The jar just makes it easier to get there.

We want to bring families back to the dinner table — the way ours has been for generations.

Bowl of spaghetti with meatballs on a wooden table

Join the Family

There's always room for one more

Join the family for recipes, family stories, and first word on new batches. And if you haven't yet — there's a jar of Marie's gravy with your name on it.