This is the kind of food you can only eat about once a year, because it makes you feel like you might explode. Pleasantly explode, though.
The other day I had a sudden craving for spaghetti alfredo. So I made it, and because I can’t tell how much pasta should go in the pan I ended up making about four times too much, and then I had a load left over, and then I thought… I’m sure I could make some sort of incredibly decadent pasta bake with this.
So I did.