We had spaghetti bolognese tonight. We have it reasonably often, partly because I have an emotional attachment to it arising from it being the dish I felt most comfortable making when I first moved out of home, and partly because it gives me a good opportunity to engage in some veggie smuggling.
And because it provides a great opportunity for the standard spaghetti photo. Which just goes to show that you're never to young to appreciate good food.
Note: the picture is of baby Ella because it's far less embarrassing than a photo of my spaghetti face!