the 1st annual 'lovebite lasagnarama'!
My cousin Wally wandered into town, a little worse from being mugged down in Sth America.
He was about 20 pounds lighter than when he left home and, after we got him sorted with a new passport, I asked him what he might like to eat.
'Aw, I dunno. Just no rice and beans'
He was being a little shy. I prompted:
'Well, what are you looking forward to eating as soon as you get home'
That did the trick. The reply was whiplash quick;
So that did it.
12 good friends
1 hungry cousin
& a balmy Friday night
a tradition was born!
the three lasagnas: