Clayton HoveChicken Alfredo Lasagna — This was an exceptionally abominable Manager’s Special that, at three bucks a pound, I just couldn’t leave behind. Into the oven!
Reynard: Such plating! Such whimsy! Did you perhaps learn how to prepare this at El Bulli under the direction of Ferran Adrià? Should I contact Michelin about this most daring molecular fusion of Kraft and cocktail weenie? Truly, I am in awe.
