This is the thread for talking about the things women do.
Made an amazing lunch the other day. Penne pasta, from-scratch marinera with tomatoes from my summer garden. Sausage and peppers, peppers preserved from the garden. Meatballs in sauce, because the wife doesn't like sausage.
The wife says, "Nah, I'll just open a can of spaghetti-o's. That's what I am in the mood for."
