My daughter loves pasta so much that I try to indulge her sometimes.  She would eat pasta every night if she could.  I made this linguini carbonara-like dish tonight – a creamy, egg-y sauce along with bacon, spinach, red bell pepper, and a pinch of crushed red pepper for some kick.  It wasn’t bad…very edible, but not the pasta I’ve ever made.  No wine tonight.  I meant to make lasagna but forgot that’s what I was supposed to make.  It’s SQ’s favorite, what he calls ‘his kryptonite’.  My mom makes a pretty good lasagna, which is surprising since they are mostly from the South and Southwest.  I poked around online for a while, and found a Giada De Laurentiis recipe that seemed particularly good.  I have really mixed feelings about the Food Network – I really despise the channel, but if it gets more people cooking real food instead of the pre-packaged crap at the grocery, or McDonald’s, then I guess it can’t be all bad.  I’ll save my rantings about most of their personalities for another time.  So, I’ll try to remember to make the lasagna for SQ this coming weekend.

And while I’m plotting my course to France (countdown: 4 years, 5 months), I did come up with a really cool backup plan in case the housing market doesn’t cooperate and we have to stay stateside. On a sad side note, the fabulous farm that was for sale, and that I drive by with moderate frequency, is now not for sale.  I was in no way serious about acquiring it, nor would we be able to if I were…but it was sometimes nice to fantasize about having a ‘country cooking school’ right here.  C’est la vie.