Today at work, I was inspired for some reason or other to make Lasagna for dinner.
We love some good Italian food in this house, so I wanted to make an extra-fattening, ricotta cheese filled, whole bag of Italian cheese, kind of lasagna.
And, man did we succeed.
In fact, except for my fingers typing, I cannot move a muscle in my body.
Hello heart attack at 24.
The best part though, is that while this cooked: