In 1998, I made a lasagna from scratch in my tiny kitchenette at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri. It was going to be amazing but as I was lifting the lasagna to into my specially requested oven (which was where a microwave would normally be) my aluminum lasagna pan bent in half, dumping my entire lasagna into the sink. I was in shock... my friend Margaret Warner (now Schuck) quickly snapped me out of it, scooped up the lasagna from the (thankfully and miraculously “clean as you go” – Thanks Mom!) sink and back into the pan. We then covered it with noodles and a ton of cheese. I was so upset... Of course no one could tell the difference but I knew it was not what it was supposed to be.