
Lock and load your baking dish with a third of a base layer of the sauce, and cover with lasagne sheets. Chuck in a little nutmeg and season with salt, and use your hands, a spatula or spoon to give it a good mix. Chop the spinach and basil fairly finely and add to the bowl. In a large bowl, use a fork to mix the ricotta and milk together, then crumble in the feta. This is my favourite layer of the Vegenator: the spinach, feta and ricotta bit. Bash apart the tomatoes a bit with a wooden spoon as it cooks. Simmer gently for 15 to 20 minutes or until reduced so it’s not watery. Then away we go with the lentils, tomatoes, tomato paste, sugar and stock. Fang in your sprig of rosemary and stir through for another minute, followed by your red wine to deglazenate the pan for three minutes. Cook for 10 to 15 minutes until they are nice and soft. I’m going to need your carrot, your onion, your celery, your garlic, your chilli and your motorcycle … hold the motorcycle. Heat the butter or oil in a pan over a medium heat. We need to make some sauce for this mission to be a success, so let’s do it. Lay on a lined baking tray and drizzle with olive oil, scatter with salt, pepper, a pinch of chilli flakes and 1 teaspoon dried thyme, then bash into the oven for 25 to 30 minutes or until tender-nation can be detected. Don’t go too thick because otherwise the shit will take too long to cook.
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Heat your Cybernetic Ovenism to 220C (200 fan-forced) and get terminating the skin from the pumpkin, discarding its seeds and slicing into centimetre-thick slices. This dish is layer upon layer of action-packed radness.ģ75 to 400g fresh lasagne sheets, or some pre-cooked un-fresh onesģ0g butter or ¼ cup extra-virgin olive oilĢ bird’s eye chillies, chopped (optional)ĥ00g deli basket ricotta – the shit that comes in water in a basket The amazing stuff that can go into a vegetable lasagne is awesome – I occasionally prefer a good vegetable one over a meat version because of all the amazing layers of flavours you can get going on. ‘My mission is to protect you’ from shitty lasagne. ‘My mission is to protect you from shitty lasagne’ Illustration: Bunkwaa The main: Vegenator 2 – judgment tray lasagne I always go down the expensive car fails or boat fails. I am also big on the YouTube party – I don’t mind a post-dinner “you gotta check this out, how good are all these vids?” We just have a one-for-one on what’s the funniest shit you’ve seen.

Just fuck off into the kitchen, down a couple more drinks, gradually get louder until someone tells you lot to shut the fuck up. If you’ve got some champions onside, someone will have had enough wine to go, “All right, let’s clean this shit up.” I love a bit of a team clean-up. But there’s a certain point at which you feel like you’re in a hotel foyer and not at a dinner party.Ī bit of 90s hip-hop is always a safe move. I’m not ever putting on Nick Cave’s Into My Arms while serving dinner. I can’t deal with you playing sad Coldplay when we’re trying to have a laugh at the table.

I’m so affected by music around me that if the music’s shit, I’m having a shit time. ‘I love a bit of a team clean-up.’ Photograph: Julia Gee
