My dad always pro­nounced “Parme­san” as “PAMERZAM!” I thought that was its real name until I was in my 20s. So it’s PAMERZAM!–always has been; always will be. You’ll get over it.

Pepperoni Caesar Salad

Sor­ry, pep­per­oni: You might tell the great­est jokes in his­to­ry, but you’re too deli­cious to spare. We’ll have to get our jokes elsewhere.

Garlic PAMERZAM! Shaving Cream

How about some spuds so smooth and creamy you can’t decide whether to eat ’em or shave with ’em?

Sauce. Alfredo Sauce. Stirred, Not Shaken

You can call this Super­nat­ur­al Elf Coun­selor Sauce if you want, but that’s too sil­ly for me.

Cheesy Penne, Bacon and Broccoli

Pas­ta, cheese and bacon: Enough noms that you can for­give broc­col­i’s presence.

PAMERZAM! Baked Pork Chops

Cheese and chops–what’s not to love?

Special Cheese Manicotti

Not spe­cial as in “short-bus spe­cial.” Spe­cial as in “Oooh! This is spe­cial­ly good!”

Creamy Linguine With Pan-Roasted Cauliflower, Spinach & White Beans

This is so good your kids won’t even com­plain about eat­ing veggies!

Italian Pasta Stirfry

Offer them a wok they can’t refuse.


Read this book right after din­ner. That is the very clos­est a cat should ever get to your lasagnea.

3 Stripes Casserole

Carbs, meat, veggies—what’s not to love?