Though the output of our kitchen may not match my brother's in terms of sheer quantity, we like to think that we hold our own when it comes to quality.
Behold! In its glory sits cooling a genuine McBone style lasagna. Layers of cheese, sauce and pasta bubble in my late grandmother's heavy duty, lime green, fifties-era casserole. Flavors of nutmeg, fennel, basil and oregano meld in symphonic harmony.
Not pictured: my wife slobbering like the lasagna fiend that she is.
Paired with a tossed salad and a bottle of 2007 Cavalchina Bardolino, and I'd have to concur that life is, indeed, good.
Please note that nowhere in these two food-related posts does mayonnaise come into play.