I love lasagne. It’s bubbly cheesy goodness, it’s wonderfully savory sauce and all of its hearty comfort. Italian food feels very comforting to me. When I was sick, my Dad would always make me pastina with butter and cheese or lentil soup with pasta shells. My Italian grandmother is also a mean cook! Her lasagne actually has meatballs inside of it. Does that sound amazing? Yup. Yup, it is.
Ever since becoming gluten free, I have not had this wonderful dish. I couldn’t find the motivation to create it with rice or corn or quinoa noodles. I felt like it would be a disappointment, and might turn out to be the mushy counterpart to my Grandmother’s lasagne. Don’t get me wrong, I do indulge in gluten free pasta now and then, and it can be quite tasty, but it can also be finicky and unfriendly. […]