music and lasagne, food for the soul

GM and I played hooky from dance practice tonight. We went to a concert of medieval music at Stanford, staringfalzalot. It was really very pretty. Italian madrigals are quite different from English madrigals. Uh-oh, I might have learned something.
Got home and found a frantic message from Mumsey, pleading for the Queen of Lasagne to call her and give help. My evil plot to rid the world of bad stoffer's lasgne is coming to fruition, she volunteered to make lasagne for her church group when one of the other ladies threatened her with store-bought.  Heh.

 

( Here Speaks the Queen of Lasagne )