Hey, good-lookin’! Whatcha got cookin’?

My wife. I think I’ll keep her.

Now, we are not above eating (good) store-bought pasta sauce for a quick and easy dinner.

But we were out tonight. And the leftovers weren’t defrosted.

So Margie took some crushed tomatoes.

And pan-seared some sausage from the fridge.

Oh, and tossed them together with a bit of pesto. Oh, and, hey, there’s some feta cheese crumbles. And probably three other random items from fridge, pantry, or spice cabinet.

I think there was some sliced zucchini in there.

Simmer.

Cooked up some pasta.

Put it all into a big baking dish, throw it in the oven. Cook until bubbly.

And it’s the kind of thing that you’d pay $20 or $25, a la carte, at a good Italian restaurant. Easy.

She rocks. And she pooh-pooh’s the whole thing.

(My contribution: serving up and washing dishes. And more than happy to do so.)