Lasagna is strangely enough the one food my mother could make that proved not only edible but delicious. My vegetarian years rendered me uninterested in her ground beef-based dish when I was trying my hand at cooking as a teenager so I never acquired the recipe from her. How hard could it be? If my mother can accomplish this meal I had no doubt it was within my grasp as well.
I gathered my ingredients on the counter. Cheese, tomatoes, pasta, everything. After the recent egg salad incident, I always gather all my ingredients before embarking on a recipe.
First, one must cook the noodles. This is where I failed. How embarrassing. Not even through the first step. The pasta came out in a clumpy, unusable mess. I turned to Facebook for answers. My cousin suggests cooking the pasta in more water. Maybe adding a little olive oil. Any other recommendations are welcome. I will try again.
What I hoped for...
What I got...
all me
So very very sad, and a little gross. Keep practicing.
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