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Show Hannah Mae and the Mona Lisa 104 24 I made lasagna for Colby on the day he came home. He was plastered up good and still sore in his ribs. I wanted to make something special, something he would remember. I looked up the recipe in Mom's cookbook. Colby tasted lasagna for the first time at Mr. Sommer's funeral last winter. I remember Colby choosing the lasagna instead of ham and potatoes like everybody else. He said, "That lasagna was so good it could lift a soul straight to Paradise." That was kind of a funny thing to say at a funeral, but the boy went back for seconds. That's why I decided to make him lasagna. Unfortunately we didn't have any lasagna noodles, so I substituted macaroni. We didn't have the right spices either. Or the right cheese. But we did have cheddar and salt and ketchup, and I figured they would do almost as well. I cooked up the noodles and some hamburger and mixed the cheese and ketchup. I couldn't layer anything like the recipe said, so I just plopped it all into a casserole dish and baked it until it started bubbling. |
