Easier said than done... the fridge turned out to be an illuminated emptiness. Nothing edible to be found, but hey, we had an echo. So, we did the smart thing and went out for some authentic Italian food.
Our little Italian place.
Sonja had the Gnocchi in tomato sauce and Roland got a pizza with Parma ham, fresh arugula and shaved Parmesan. Plus we had a nice pitcher of Lambrusco. There you have it, Martha. Thanks for the culinary challenge.