A day in the life of . . .

If you’re known for something . . .

Don’t let your husband help!  Let me explain before you think I’m being mean.

My husband has been telling the guys at work that I make the BEST lasagna and he’d bring them some the next time I make it.  Well . . . we bought the ingredients this weekend for me to make this famous lasagna.  I was prepared to make it tonight, and he decided he wanted to “help” me, even though I told him that I could do it.

So, I generally season the cheese mixture with a little bit of oregano, to add a layer of flavor on top of the seasoning in the meat sauce. Bless his heart, he couldn’t wait. He had to get started – and put in about three times the amount of oregano that I normally use.  The cheese mixture looked like – I don’t know what it looked like. There was so much oregano I probably would have tossed it, except I didn’t have anything to replace it with.  I know he was trying to help, but it really was too strong to suit me. He said he liked the flavor of the oregano.

I just hope, when he takes some of it to work tomorrow, that he admits that he made some modifications and that it doesn’t normally taste like that! I doubt it, though, he’ll just let them think that I can’t cook as well as he told them I could!

Oh well, I guess that’s what I get for not immediately getting up and making it.