I should have known that I would be the only one truly excited to eat a dish called lemony ricotta pasta. Carter ate it uncomplainingly; Jason had notes. In truth, I wouldn't bother to make it again. Ricotta is never as delicious as I want it to be, and I didn't even eat the kielbasa that I served with it. For that matter, I didn't even eat any of the lackluster salad I made. I do feel a bit guilty about that but I just wasn't in the mood.
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