It was the London Marathon last Sunday and as my brother was running it I thought it was a perfect excuse to do some baking as a ‘Well Done’ gift for crossing the finish line. I was looking forward to cooking dinner on Saturday but my brother informed me that he was making lasagna, a HUGE one, and that there was no need for me to cook anything. Although I do enjoy a good lasagna I was actually quite looking forward to planning a recipe and trying out something new. It’s difficult in my house to ever be the one to cook, some people may love that, but I’ve always believed that if you never get the chance to do it for yourself, how are you going to learn? I don’t complain so much on a work night but on a weekend it would be nice to have the chance to cook more. Therefore, I decided to help with the lasagna by chopping the mushrooms and repeatedly exclaiming to Ed, “Three packets of mince!!” Despite all my moaning and best efforts to say, “not another jar of sauce” or “lay off the cheese just a tad”, the lasagna was actually one of the best I’ve had in a long time. It definitely beat my cheesy mess of a veggie lasagna I tried to make some months back which looked more like slush than a tasty pasta dish.