Last weekend my grandparents were celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary. All the relatives were coming in from all over the country to participate in their party, and I made the trek down to see them too. My Mom and I decided to make lasagna to take to the party. However, my brother and I aren't fond of ricotta cheese, so I made a special batch that substituted double mozzarella for the ricotta.
It was absolutely wonderful, but my stepfather said that it wasn't real lasagna without the ricotta. Every time I would get me a plateful of it he would say, "Real men eat real lasagna...they don't go around eating any of that 'Wussagna' stuff." I laughed so hard at this affectionate new name that I decided it needed mention in my blog.
