After serving spaghetti for lunch, I forgot the most crucial element of the dish. The cheese!
N didn’t let it pass her by and promptly yelled out “Can we have Pomeranian cheese please?!”
Wait, what? Of course she meant Parmesan, but boy did we have fun listening to her try to come up with the right word….”Poma, poma, Pomear-ian cheese? That white stuff you put on it!” Hehe.
Now I just need to photoshop a dog’s head onto a block of parma, huh? For now, we’ll just leave it at “that white stuff” on a dog’s head instead. :P