I've had some technical difficulties for a few days but finally I can post the pictures of my wonderful pumpkin lasagne. I definitely can't take full credit for this beauty though. My father helped me immensely by cutting the onions. I can barely stand being in the same room as fresh cut onions. Last time, I cut them my eyes watered and stung so badly I could barely open them. Ma also contributed a lot. In fact, she may have done more than I did. I started off fine but got a little confused and hesitant shortly after softening and mashing the pumpkin. After waiting quite awhile for Ma to come home and help me, I was feeling quite lackadaisical. Still, this lasagne would not have been created had I not been inspired by a cookbook last weekend.
Here's the lasagne fresh from the oven, just waiting to be devoured by hungry mouths.
And here is the closeup. It may not look fancy but it was damn tasty! Dad thought so too, despite asking "Where's the meat?"
The lasagne was filled with pumpkin, onion, garlic, a dash of chardonnay, tomato, oregano, thyme, basil and ricotta. It was topped with a glistening cheesy layer of mozzarella and cheddar. It supplied me with two nights of delicious dinner. Labels: home-cooking, Italian, pasta |
