I Say Manicotti, You Say Manigot

Carrie, Joe, and Joseph Cognitore brought us dinner last night. Carrie's homemade manigot, as New York Italians like to pronounce it, was delicious. She prepared, served, and cleaned up. She also got a kick out of changing a diaper. It was more work than I usually like for a guest to do, but anyone who knows Carrie knows that you can't really talk her out of what she wants to do.


Little Joseph liked operating the controls to Molly's swing. He had fun figuring out how to get it to play music and make sounds.

Thanks Cognitores for good times and good eats!