Mangia, mangia! It’s Lasagna!

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I met my “Italian Stallion” when I was a senior in High School. It’s been twenty-eight years of marriage and the boy still makes my heart flutter. I’m grateful he popped the question all those years ago. I’m also grateful to his mother for her incredible cooking!

I still remember the first time I had Carm’s lasagna. Glasses of red-wine were raised and “Mangia, mangia!” (“Eat, eat!”) reverberated around the table.  [Read more…]