How do I love cheese? Let me count the ways. I love cheese to the depth and breadth and height My pasta bowl can reach, when winter robs us of light. I knew those interminable college English classes would be put to use someday! Aside from the overall brilliance of the dish, thanks for the reminder to make and freeze one's own breadcrumbs. Just this morning I spotted a past-its-prime loaf on the counter, and rolled my eyes at myself because I hadn't used it all up. Karen, you must belong to POEM (Professional Organization of English Majors), Garrison Keillor's creation... I was a minor (anthropology major - talk about two lame majors, but oh-so-fun!) - PJH

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