you smell like home/you are home/you're just where i belong...

Nick made me dinner tonight.  I think I've finally figured out how to describe it; how to describe him. Amazingly weird yet so wonderful. Its stumbling upon that person that suddenly makes your house feel like a home. Someone who gives your favorite song some interesting new facet...notes you've never noticed. Someone who...just...how do I say it without so much mush? I guess...he just lives so much -  to the highest extream and to the highest level - that you're blissfully carried along too. Wherever the hell he's going, that is exactly where I want to be. Thats how it is. Thats how he is...and his lasagna is damn good. Really good.

This lasagna was actually SO easy to make, not to mention MUCH more fun when you have a "chef" in the kitchen. :) Nick plans on attending the INCA at Spokane Community College. (Holla' to my class mates there right now!) And that INCA-business doesn't stand for some Mayan or Aztec tribe..it's the Inland Northwest Culinary Academy. I'm incredibly excited for him...he's a great cook and learning more every day. (AND I'm learning a whole new way of looking at food, through a critical quasi-chef assistant...it's crazy. I almost feel like his unofficial sous-chef!)

Hors d'oeuvres were on the menu too, of course. I swear, the moment he steps into my kitchen it somehow transforms into a 5-star cuisine heaven...ok, maybe 3-star, at the least. We probably have some Twinkies in the cupboard, does that dock down on some stars? Anyways, these bad boys were totally made from leftovers, and still totally delicious. Taco shells, spreadable Laughing Cow swiss, fresh tomatos, peppercorns, parmesan, and love. That's it...he has a good eye for plating; something I'll never understand. I'd be perfectly happy if most foods came in something equivalent to a yogurt container or a cereal box. That's perfectly fine with me.

I'm a pretty rough-lookin' sous chef tonight.

Here's hoping that Anthony Bourdain would be proud...

At least we have a memory of today, (other than

cold lasagna left-overs tomorrow)...even though it is a bit blurry.