I made some Italian food for dinner last night. I thought it was pretty dang good. Nothing special – just a little dish of chicken and mushrooms over pasta with a garlic-lemon-butter sauce. MyeongHee was up for trying it, but it was short of the spicy flavoring she’s used to. I had plenty of garlic in it, which is a staple in Korean cooking, but none of the red pepper that permeates most things. She’s not afraid to improvise, however, and loaded each bite with a helping of kimchi.  That’s the equivalent of putting ketchup on a New York strip steak, but what the hell – I wasn’t eating it. Bon appetit!