My Lasagna Stories

Lasagna 2LasagnaLasagna,jpgI have a couple of lasagna stories that came to mind today.

When I was a kid, my grandmother served lasagna. I loved it. After I swallowed the last morsel, I looked up at her and asked, “May I have a glass of milk?”

She looked at me as if I had two heads. “You wanna the milk on toppa the lasagna?”

“Yes, why?” She went to the refrigerator and returned with the milk, shaking hewr head, never uttering another word.

LasagnaLasagna The other lasagna story was at my uncle’s market, where I worked when I was in college. A customer came in.

“May I help you?” I asked the lady.

“Yes, I’d like a box of la-za-jene.”

“La-za-jene. What’s that?”

“You know, the macaroni they make in layers with meat and sauce in between.”

“Oh, I think you mean lasagna.”

“Yes, that’s it.”

I don’t think she was Italian.

Do you have a pasta story to share?

By | 2017-07-10T16:10:18+00:00 May 8th, 2014|Food, Humor, Pasta|2 Comments


  1. […] blog, Ed Writes, Stories of the 40′s & 50s, my friend, Dr. Ed Iannuccilli, asks, “Do you have a pasta story to share?” Well, I can think of a pasta story that remotely involves […]

  2. Mary Hartley July 28, 2014 at 4:55 pm - Reply

    Hi Ed, Love your blog! I have a pasta story for you, Aglio e Olio, A Pasta Story

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