Last night not sure if I call it a failure or not.
I made lasagna. Normally this is a huge hit. I change it up a bit every time, but the basic recipe is the same. Sauce, noodles, ricotta cheese mixed parmesan cheese, mozzarella, meat, veggies and repeat. Last night was a much smaller dish, I realized that making a 9x13 dish for a family of 4 is WAY too much. 8x8 in theory would be perfect.
So changed up a few things, I made some spicy sausage for the meat, skipped the veggies, and fresh tomatoes peeled and boiled. This whole process takes about an hour to cook it all, layer it and top it. I put it in the oven and left instructions for my husband to turn the oven on 30 minutes before I would be back home from taking the kids to karate.
It looks amazing, it smells amazing and will cook to a golden bubbly brown delight. I come home to a husband that has followed my instructions perfectly and the lasagna is done. Right on time. The stars have aligned to a perfect meal.
Only issue. My husband came home from work to an empty house, and snacked (that is what you do after work right, EVEN when you are the one finishing up dinner,Ughh). Son had a tough workout at karate and just wants to go to bed and daughter is not feeling well and just wants some tea and bed.
As sit down to a dinner that only I eat I realize this was a wasted meal. No one will be eating my hard work. I cut my little slice of heaven, then sadly cover the rest and put it in the refrigerator. Man it was a great lasagna. Oh how my family missed it. Dinner tonight. They will be getting Lasagna, it is better the next day right?
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