So, in a desperate attempt to avoid doing any housework I decided to make a lasagne for tea. Not usually much of an issue except that I hadn’t got any lasagne sauces in the cupboard. Cue panic.
I guessed that a normal pasta sauce would be an acceptable replacement for the tomato part of the meal and went on a hunt for white sauce recipes.
The first I found was this one which seemed short, sweet and simple: Mark’s White Sauce Recipe. Easy huh?
Just reading that simple recipe filled me with fear, I am such a cowardly and haphazard cook. There just wasn’t enough detail to set my useless little mind at rest.
I flicked back to my search results and picked another one that just so happened to link back to that original recipe. One that sounded like it was written by someone who cooks an awful lot like me. Frantically. Adam Sampson’s White Sauce Recipe.
Suddenly I felt better. I could do that. So off I went to the kitchen to begin my ‘masterpiece’. (I really should have just tidied up Tori’s toys and dug out the hoover.)
I did the mince first, browning it off with a couple of chopped onions and then adding an oxo cube, some herbs and a jar of basic pasta sauce. Easy peasy, nothing wrong there.
Next I set about the white sauce, first converting the American cup measurements into something I could use and then carefully following the instructions…then I decided to stop making my white sauce and go buy some from the shop.
Why?
Because as I added the milk I realised there was some extra protein in my sauce in the form of several tiny red beetles and what I can only assume were their larvae and eggs floating around adding to the texture.
On closer inspection, they appeared to be living in my bag of flour and I decided I wasn’t going to go through all that pa-lava again and would cheat and buy the sauce.
So much for being good and making my own hey. Clearly the Gods knew that I was never meant to be a lasagne sauce maker…
(And just to round off the ridiculous escapade, my lasagne dish was full of left-over pasta bake so I had to make a round one in my casserole dish. Have you ever tried making rectangular dried lasagne sheets fit into a circular pot? It’s ‘fun’, honest…)


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