Moose-kaka??

I made moussaka tonight, a traditional Greek eggplant dish. From the time I started slicing the eggplant to the time I took it out of the oven, it was over two and a half hours. And it's something my kids won't eat and my husband tolerates (I leave a section without the eggplant, and he's happier that way). Needless to say, I don't make it often. Today, however, I was really craving something good, and Sean was just happy enough that I put him in his high chair and he watched me while I cooked. There are lots of variations of the dish, but the recipe I use has a layer of sliced potato, a vegetable/meat sauce, a layer of eggplant, the sauce again, and then a cream sauce covering the whole thing. I make it totally from scratch, which is why it takes forever. Right toward the end, I was trying to hurry, because Sean was done with his chair and needed a nap, so I wasn't paying enough attention to the cream sauce. You're supposed to melt some butter, add flour, then slowly add some milk, then a couple of beaten eggs, then pour the whole thing over your layered eggplant concoction. So Sean was crying, the girls were screaming in the background and I was trying to finish quickly. I poured the sauce over the casserole, then stuck it in the oven. I turned and got Sean out of his chair, and then I noticed the beaten eggs still sitting in a bowl. Oops. I forgot to add them. I thought about just leaving it out, but I didn't want to waste them either, so I put Sean back down (to even louder screaming), took the moussaka back out of the oven and poured the eggs over and tried to sort of mix it in without messing up the layers. It only sort of worked, but luckily it tasted okay anyway. I would've been really irritated if I'd messed up the whole thing after all that work. It's good stuff, but I probably won't be making it again any time soon.

P.S. In case you don't know, the title for this post comes from My Big Fat Greek Wedding.