Lunch today was supposed to be Turkey Wild Rice soup leftover from last night’s dinner. I seem to have a problem lately with underestimating my growing family’s appetite. No leftovers makes for no lunch :). Luckily, I had several tortillas in my freezer and some dehydrated refried beans and a little cheese. Add some fresh veggies, and we were happy.
Dinner was supposed to be lasagna. First off, I don’t love lasagna. Second, I really don’t like making it. However, my son loves it and asks for it on a regular basis. This week, when I finally put it on the menu, there were shouts of excitement. This is a big deal.
I put the noodles in the pot to parboil and did a few other things. I turned the heat off before they were all the way done, did a few more things, and came back. I readied my cheeses and sauce. I poured sauce in the bottom of my pan and attempted to grab my first noodle. A chunk about the size of a postage stamp. Ok, try again. Nope. And again, and again, and again. Nope.
I think it must have been the Christmas music in the background keeping my frustration levels in check. Well, I thought. You can make lasagna without the noodles, right? I mean, the cheese is the best part anyway!
So, I now have a gigantic pan layered with marinara sauce, Italian-ized cottage cheese (I always use this instead of ricotta), and shredded cheeses. My plan is to just serve it over brown rice macaroni noodles – that hopefully don’t fall apart :).
Stay tuned for the verdict! Don’t worry, my son will be brutally honest :).