While strolling through the park one day, I found myself preoccupied thinking about a recipe I had read earlier that same day posted on one of my favorite blogs, Memorie di Angelina. This particular recipe's tastiness potential held my mind hostage and I was forced, upon my return home, to make it.
Unfortunately, I didn't have some of the ingredients on hand to make Pasticcio di pappardelle al radicchio rosso di Treviso (try saying that once--don't even try it three times fast!), so I substituted a few things and followed the method described in the post.
What followed was comforting, delicious and soul-satisfying. I hope Frank doesn't mind my 'riffing' on his original-- isn't imitation the sincerest form of flattery?