Saturday I mentioned that I wanted to make THIS recipe. Well, while Phil was gone Sunday I went to the grocery store and bought the ingredients. That was a step in the right direction.
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.