What’s the perfect dish for the humid first day of summer? Why lasagne, of course. Ha.
Cooking was a pretty traumatic affair today. I decided to do it in the afternoon so I could go for a swim and come back to a here’s-one-I-prepared-earlier scenario. Unfortunately, cooking something which involves multiple pots and pans and steps and burners at 2pm did get the stress sweat going. The lasagne itself was okay – the cheese sauce could have been better but I had to use my lactose-free milk because I’m broken, and it doesn’t thicken well. Plus the boyfriend was left in charge while I went swimming which resulted in a slight scorching of the dish. Caramelised, if you will.
Basically, I’m left feeling a bit frantic and mildly disappointed. I should really handle myself with more dignity and less cheese.