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I bullied my brother into being impulsive, and he's coming to visit on Thursday. It's about damn time: he hasn't been here just to hang out in almost three years. What should we do? The possibilities are endless.
Tonight I made Thousand Layer Lasagne for dinner.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deagh made me do it. Well, she led me to the recipe. The cat and the husband were bitter about the lack of meat, but I thought it was good; lemon zest in tomato sauce turns out to be pretty tasty. The texture was much finer than a regular lasagne, too, despite having 988 (or 963, depending on how you count) layers fewer than advertised. Still, it was way too much work to do again without a pasta maker. I should just go fork out the $40, honestly.
And it's blueberry-pickin' season!
Tonight I made Thousand Layer Lasagne for dinner.
deagh made me do it. Well, she led me to the recipe. The cat and the husband were bitter about the lack of meat, but I thought it was good; lemon zest in tomato sauce turns out to be pretty tasty. The texture was much finer than a regular lasagne, too, despite having 988 (or 963, depending on how you count) layers fewer than advertised. Still, it was way too much work to do again without a pasta maker. I should just go fork out the $40, honestly. And it's blueberry-pickin' season!
