Lasagna with Turkey Sausage

Lasagna Lovers Unite! I found this recipe in Ina Garten’s Barefoot Contessa Family Style cookbook and I simply adore this recipe. This is an impressive dish to serve to guests. I am not sure how to describe the incredible delectable taste of goat cheese and sausage, nestled between layers of hot tender pasta and rich marinara. All I know is that we kept poking our forks into the serving dish for just “one last taste.” Give me the strength! I promise you will love this recipe. Unfortunately, I didn’t take a picture of the lasagna. I simply couldn’t wait to get my paws on this food! Happy cooking!

2 tablespoons olive oil

1 chopped yellow onion

2 garlic cloves, minced

1 1/2 pounds sweet Italian turkey sausage, casings removed

1 28-ounce can crushed tomatoes in tomato puree

1 6-ounce can tomato paste

1/4 cup chopped fresh flat leaf parsley, divided

1/2 cup chopped fresh basil leaves

Kosher Salt

Freshly ground black pepper

1/2 pound lasagna noodles (about 6)

15 ounces ricotta cheese

3 to 4 ounces creamy goat cheese, crumbled

1 cup grated parmesan cheese, plus 1/4 cup for sprinkling

1 extra large egg, lightly beaten

1 pound fresh mozzarella, thinly sliced

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.

Heat the olive oil in a large (10- to 12-inch) skillet. Add the onion and cook for 5 minutes over medium-low heat, until translucent. Add the garlic and cook for 1 more minute. Add the sausage and cook over medium-low heat, breaking it up with a fork, for 8 to 10 minutes, or until no longer pink. Add the tomatoes, tomato paste, 2 tablespoons of the parsley, the basil, 1-1/2 teaspoons salt, and 1/2 teaspoon pepper. Simmer, uncovered, over medium-low heat for 15 to 20 minutes, until thickened.

Meanwhile, fill a large bowl with the hottest tap water. Add the noodles and allow them to sit in the water for 20 minutes. Drain.

In a medium bowl, combine ricotta, goat cheese, 1 cup Parmesan cheese, the egg, the remaining 2 tablespoons of parsley, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and 1/4 teaspoon pepper. Set aside.

Ladle 1/3 sauce into a 9 x 12 x 2-inch rectangular baking dish, spreading the sauce over the bottom of the dish. Then add the layers as follows: half the pasta, half the mozzarella, half the ricotta, and one third of the sauce. Add the rest of the pasta, mozzarella, ricotta, and finally, sauce. Sprinkle with 1/4 cup of Parmesan cheese. Bake for 30 minutes, until the sauce bubbles.

*I used half cottage cheese and half ricotta (because I didn’t have enough ricotta on hand) and it turned out incredible. I imagine using all ricotta to be simply amazing!

Pumpkin Patch

October proved to be a great month for me! Rick and I paired up with the Smiths
for a trip to a local farm. Little did we know we would be seeing Vermont’s Giant Vegetable Growers at work! We were fascinated by these large pumpkins that were hauled in the back of pick-up trucks and lined up by a fork-lift. We picked the right day to go, so far. There is a lot of pride that goes into growing these large pumpkiny gourds!

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What is a trip to a farm without dropping a quarter in the feed machines and having a pile of green feed drop into your hands? A must.

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We really came for the Pumpkin Patch. We payed a fee for a ride on a tractor pulling a wagon out to the pumpkin patch. With that ticket, you could “pick your own pumpkin”. Pick your own pumpkin!? What a novel idea! The novelty. The brilliance. It didn’t show, but I was stoked! The tractor pulled us along the edge of the Corn Maze, down a tunnel of trees decorated in creepy, and very spooky cobwebs, tombstones, mummies and ghosts. There it was. I could see it in the distance, the pumpkin patch, and there were still pumpkins left! Holy mackerel, this year, I could pick my own pumpkin for carving.

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We jumped out of the wagon and ventured into the fields. I came up to a pumpkin. I noticed the brown stem.”What? This one has already been picked!” I look around, “They’ve all been picked! What in the world? Are you kidding me? This isn’t pick your own pumpkin! this is pick up your own pumpkin!” I felt ripped off. I felt scammed. I wanted a refund. The novelty died. Fast. BOO on this pumpkin patch!

Just then, it started pouring rain and I didn’t care what pumpkin we had, we just had to get out of there! “Rick, just grab that one” as I pointed to the one next to the road. We loaded up and headed out! We were all soaked. It was truly awesome. These moments make these experiences very memorable.

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