I do enjoy having The Family for dinner. Bearing in mind there are seven of us, making one dish that everyone will eat and enjoy (rather than just eat) can sometimes be a bit challenging. When I say that I love cooking I always make the point that I have only come to cooking later in life and never had to produce meals every day to feed a family. Not that I wouldn't have helped but my wife decreed early on in our marriage (probably before the ink was wet on the certificate) that my role in our marriage did not include cooking. As Carol was a wonderful cook and hostess and really enjoyed it, it was, perhaps, no bad thing that I didn't cook and I just got on with the other tasks allotted to me.
The time of arrival of The Family for dinner can also vary a little (well a helluva lot actually but who cares) so I tend to have some standard dishes which can be prepared and either heated or cooked when everyone is eating the nibbles and catching up on the day's happenings. They include pasta with prawns and cream, pasta with my own tomato and herb and vegetable sauce and sausage pieces and, of course, various pizzas and so on. Today I decided I would make a lasagne. To me spaghetti bolognese and lasagne are the very essence of comfort food and, if I do say so myself, I make a rather mean lasagne with accompaniments. Today I made two significantly sized lasagnes so that I would have some to put in portions in the freezer. I am a silly Bill. However even little Catriona had a huge second helping. One person had three helpings (it's ok Martin I won't tell anyone) and I had two - which is why I still feel full and it's almost midnight. So that'd be a vote of approvel then I assume!