I love lasagna. I do not love building it layer by layer on a weeknight when I’m tired, hungry, and the kitchen already looks like a tornado came through. So the first time I tried lasagna soup, I was honestly a little annoyed. All those years of carefully layering noodles, and it turns out you … Read more
Lasagna is the dinner I love most and make least. All that boiling, layering, baking, and then waiting for it to cool so it doesn’t slide all over the plate. On a random Tuesday, I just don’t have that kind of patience. So the first time Silas and I made lasagna soup in a tiny … Read more
Lasagna is one of my all-time favorite dinners, and it’s also the one I make the least. Boil the noodles. Make the sauce. Layer everything just right. Bake it for an hour, then wait again so it doesn’t slide all over the plate. By the time it’s done, I’ve usually eaten half the mozzarella straight … Read more
Lasagna is my all-time favorite comfort food that I almost never make. Between the boiling, the layering, the baking, and the mountain of dishes afterward, it’s basically a weekend project. On a random Tuesday night, it’s just not happening. So when white lasagna soup kept popping up all over my Pinterest feed, I was a … Read more
Lasagna is wonderful. Lasagna on a Tuesday night is a terrible idea. Layering noodles, babysitting the oven, then letting it rest for 15 minutes while everyone circles the kitchen like hungry raccoons. Not after a long day. This beef sausage lasagna soup fixes all of that. You get every flavor you love about lasagna (the … Read more
Gluten free lasagna noodles are the most stubborn thing in my pantry. They crack when you layer them. They tear when you lift them. And they always seem to snap right before the last layer goes in. One chilly night last October, after breaking my fourth sheet in a row, I gave up and snapped … Read more
Lentil soup has a reputation for being the sad, beige food you eat when you are trying to be good. I used to agree with that. A few years ago I made a pot that tasted like warm dirt, and Silas ate every bite, smiled politely, and said, “It’s very healthy.” That is husband code … Read more
Some soups get a polite nod. Sausage potato soup gets scraped out of the pot with a spoon while everyone pretends they are not going back for thirds. The first time I made it, Silas ate two bowls standing right at the stove. He said he was “just tasting.” I said the empty bowl told … Read more
I made it on a gray Tuesday when the fridge looked sad. All I had was a pound of Italian sausage, a few potatoes, and a bunch of kale that had been judging me all week. Twenty minutes later, the whole kitchen smelled like garlic and spicy pork. Silas walked in twice to “check on … Read more
Lasagna Soup: Here’s the thing. Lasagna is amazing, but it’s also a two hour project with dishes stacked to the ceiling. Some nights I want the flavor without the layering, the baking, and the twenty minutes of “letting it rest” while everyone stares at it hungry. So I broke the noodles. Threw them into a … Read more