Oh me of little faith! I needed Shane to make tonight’s meal and have it ready on time. I worried that he couldn’t do it, but he did! Thank you husband, for coming through.
Shane makes a mean Pasta a la Carbonara. It’s so good that he actually won and/or tied (depending on whom you ask) a Carbonara-off competition with a genuine Italian from Venice. And that’s what we were expecting tonight, Shane’s famous Carbonara. Unfortunately, our entire neighborhood was out of pancetta, so we had a sort-of meatless version. Sort-of in that he considered using pork bellies, then reconsidered but some of the fat may have remained. That’s all I’ll say, since I didn’t cook tonight.
