Oy, my aching feet, my back, OY!
What was I thinking?
My darling husband had made mention that it's been awhile since I made Lasagne.
(don'tcha just love the crispy bits on the edge of the pan? MY!)
Yesterday, I woke up with this wild idea that I'd make Lasagne with homemade pasta and sauce.
I started this endeavor at 11 o'clock this morning, just as a point of reference
Made the sauce with San Marzano whole peeled tomatoes (canned from Italy, so easy to find nowadays). Bubble, bubble, bubble... let that perk for about an hour... next,
Made the pasta dough, let it rest.
Browned a pound of fresh ground Chuck.
Grated a pound of whole milk Mozzarella.
Grated up some Grana Padano (a nicer Parmesan cheese and cheaper too).
Sheet-ed the pasta on my Kitchen Aid attachment, parboiled it for 30 seconds, drained, dried and then..
time to assemble.
That baby weighed a ton!
Well, really it was 10 1/2 pounds, I weighed it
It came out of the oven at 4 o'clock and then it needed to rest for 10 minutes (with fork in hand), bar none, the longest 10 minutes in my adoring husband's day.
He had himself what he's calling,
"...semi-dinner, we'll have the main event at 630 this evening with a salad and some Italian bread."
I had a coupla sheets of pasta leftover once I had the pan in the oven, so I sliced that pasta into strips, boiled it the rest of the way, drained it well, added some jarred Pesto Sauce I had stashed in the `fridge, along with some cooking water, some grated Parm (Grana) some Olive Oil, fresh cracked black pepper, gave it all a good stir and that was lunch.
I do love fresh homemade pasta in any form