Marcella Hazan came to mind, and her long cooked, Bolognese-style ragu, something I had never tried from 'The Classic Italian Cookbook', her treatise on the mama-made basics in the old style.
I didn't have ground beef but I did have a small pot roast that I diced, along with onion, celery and carrot, and
began my all day sojourn. First the onion is sweated in a heavy Dutch oven , then the other veggies are added: but briefly, no caramelization, usually the initial objective in cooking.
Then the beef went in, cooked just until it was no longer raw looking. The wine came next; it was simmered away. Milk was evaporated off too. Finally, the tomatoes went into the pot and the heat was turned back until it only bubbled occasionally - a long, lazy afternoon transforming basic, even boring components - not an herb added! - to something utterly beyond, releasing a slow whisp of fragrance that slowly filled the kitchen, the apartment, the hallway...and brought home my Hubby and his big hug. I think the hug was because he loves me, not just because I feed him. :-)
I cooked some polenta and we ate it covered in the r
agu, an earthy, gorgeous sauce. At the first forkful, it was clear that adding cheese was gilding the lily. Sensational.
The next time I made it, I used lean ground beef, doubled the recipe - anything that takes most of a day to make should be produced in bulk - and served it up over spaghetti, not bothering with parmesan. A bowl full of richly flavoured comfort... and there's another one waiting in the freezer whenever I want it. (big smile)