Christmas Dishes

BET and her husband stopped by my place on Christmas Eve. I took them on to the airport, but only after we shared a Christmas Eve meal. I cooked up some holiday pasta. Red, green, yellow pasta in the shape of trees, stars and bells. Although I may have used just a tad too much garlic, it wasn't half bad. Except, I did notice that BET's husband didn't eat all his. I wonder why. Hey. This Cowboy has never made any claims of being a chef.