His date smiled and started to carve into the meal. "Well, then prepare for an explosion. I went all out!" Roxy took a serving knife and his plate to give him a portion which stood tall and strong in its layered goodness. Marinara sauce seemed to be fairly home made given their resources, although Roxy had stocked up well when the new York door opened. Four kinds of cheese. Thick lasagna pasta layers. And to top it all off it had slices of meatballs and sausage.
She served herself and broke some bread to go with it.
"If you don't like it please don't force yourself to eat it."