Once Phil got home, we both realized we were starving. So I decided I would muster up the energy to get in the kitchen and actually cook dinner. I'm pretty sure the heaven's parted just then as this was nothing short of a miracle.
I got half way through assembling the dish when I realized:
1) I had bought the wrong kind of parmesean cheese (shredded not grated). Not a big deal.
2) I wasn't supposed to add the 3 cups of mozzerella to the ricotta mix. Turns out I wasn't supposed to add any of it. I ended up using 4 cups of cheese instead of 3.
3) The dish had to bake for over an hour. I needed to be eating in about 7 minutes.
I was feeling pretty spectacular about my ability to read a simple recipe. I finished putting the casserole together and then put it in the fridge. We had a frozen pizza Sunday night and ate the dish Monday night. It was good. Cheesy, but good.
Okay, so were you gassy at the end of it is my main question. You know this is my question.
ReplyDeleteI thought I commented on this already? Did google lie? Did you delete it? It was something gas related. I think I asked you if this made you gassy.
ReplyDeleteHaha oh dear! Oh well, at least it tasted good in the end!:)
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