CREAMY SPINACH AND
MUSHROOM LASAGNA
It was 2 a.m. on a chilly fall morning in our New York
City apartment when my wife was suddenly awoken from
her sleep by a loud clatter.
She wearily dragged herself out of bed, narrowly missing
stepping on the dog in her bleary-eyed walk out of the
bedroom. I thought Iād gotten away scot-free, when she
walked into the kitchen and caught me just as a drop of
creamy sauce fell off my finger to the floor.