I have already changed the menu. No shrimp. No quiche. Instead I will make BAKED ZITI! How does that grab ya darlin’s? When I talked on the phone with my mother about the menu last night, I heard my father scream, “TELL HER TO SEND OUT FOR PIZZA!” We know what happened the last time I tried that. I purchased Mom’s Bake at Home Pizza, drank too much wine, left the plastic wrap on when I cooked the pizza and found my shoe the next day, 3 blocks away in the retainer basin. The pizza was still edible, it was just a chore separating the now shrink-wrapped plastic from the melted cheese. And I guess losing my shoe didn’t have much to do with the pizza, but it still makes me giggle.