This is a case of the whole being greater than the sum of its parts.
I made some lasagna tonight that was seriously to die for. My mom was over dropping boxes off for our impending move, but she didn't time it quite right. I hadn't put the lasagna in the oven yet, so she just tasted the separate parts. I did the same thing, and let me tell you, it is not even close to the same experience. The meat sauce, the creamy bechamel and the cheese taste almost bland on their own... but layer them a few times with noodles and bake them for 25 minutes at 425 degrees and the result is pure delight for the taste buds. My stomach is still having a party.
I would give you the recipe except that it took me an eternity to make this lasagna. I literally started making it before I was born and finished it sometime after my death. Nobody wants this kind of recipe.
4 comments:
Don't speak for me Jamie....I want the recipe. Who knows when I will be totally bored and decide I want to make it...even if it takes me a life time :o)
Sounds yummy. Can I have a bite? Oh wait... I can't, I'm on a dumb diet. But I wouldn't mind having a recipe for later either.
It would take me an hour to type out. I'll copy it off for you the next time I'm around a copy machine. Probably Sunday.
Having finished off a pan in one night with my husband I can attest that it is worth however many hours it took to make. Thank you Thank you!
P.S. The whole time I was like, "Oh my gosh, I need the recipe." Which by the way still holds true. Post it here!
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