We're off to the pub for breakfast.

Yep, you heard me right.

Tomorrow, Liverpool plays Manchester United. Big match. No self-respecting Englishman will want to miss this match. That means Andy and I are going to Penny Lane Pub on Fifth and Franklin for breakfast, soccer watching and probably beer. Terry, Penny Lane's owner, is from Liverpool. For special game days like tomorrow, the pub usually serves up a good proper English brekkie, like bangers and eggs and taties. Liverpool is Andy's favorite team, and Andy's dad's fave as well.

Are you getting a sense of the build-up here? My boyfriend was pouncing on the bed this morning at 8 a.m. telling me to "guess what we're doing tomorrow! And guess why I'm kissing you on the cheek right now!" My guess was "that we are going to a bar to drink beer and watch soccer first thing in the morning?"

Then later, we are planning to make homemade lasagna. We're going to take another crack at the pasta machine, which excites me to no end. There's a recipe in Ann Willan's Perfect Pasta for a gorgeous spinach lasagna with eggplant and a mornay sauce. I'll try to take pics this time!