Last week I whined about how grocery stores don't package things in appropriate portions for two people. They all seem to assume that I'm caring for Uncle Gudolf in his waning years. Or maybe we have a loser neighbor who always stops in for dinner.
Well, even when the grocery store isn't involved in the size of the meal we're going to have, we are incapable of making a meal that's really the proper size for two people. Last night, GF decided to make lasagna. Yay! I love lasagna. I made a point of not snacking later in the day 'cause I was anticipating lasagna.
You might guess that this is going to be a recipe post. NOT! This is all about impatience and eyes bigger than one's stomach and we don't actually own an EZ Bake oven. Remember when you were a kid? Remember the EZ Bake oven that would produce an entire cake that could be consumed by a 5-year-old in one bite? Yeah. We ain't got one of those.
So GF prepared the lasagna in an 8" X 8" dish. That should produce the right amount of food for one meal and a reasonable amount of leftovers, right? I waited for dinner. Salivated a bit at the aroma wafting from the kitchen. Eagerly awaited lasagna.
So eager, in fact, that I was completely unwilling to wait 10 minutes after the thing came out of the oven for it to set up enough to be served as a cohesive unit. Nanoseconds after it came out of the oven, I just had to have mine. Well, as most of you know, if you slice lasagna too soon after it comes out of the oven, all of the tasty parts may end up on the plate, but in a leaky, run all over the plate sorta way. And what's in the pan, quickly tries to fill the space recently vacated by what you served up.
So, we ended up eating a quarter of the lasagna. But when I went back to put the leftovers in the fridge, I saw that the other 3/4 of the lasagna had energetically refilled the vacated space. So, now it looks like we have an entire lasagna leftover to consume.
The world is conspiring against us making the right sized meal! I'm pretty sure I know what's for lunch today.