Lasagne of Doom!
My Nan has never been much of a cook, my Mum often tells stories of how when she and my Uncle were younger they would sneak out of bed at night to the kitchen to get some proper food- this consisted of ketchup sandwiches I’m told, as this was a massive improvement on Nan's cooking.

Back to presentish times...The whole family loves a good Lasagne (My Mum makes a simply super one!) so one day my Nan decides she wants us all round for tea. She'll make a lasagne so asks my mum for the recipe. We aren't talking homemade béchamel sauce and all that malarkey, my Mum gives her the simple "Buy Dolmio sauces" version- what could go wrong?

Everything.

Something must have gone wrong in Nan's head.
Instead of pasta sheets we have pasta twirls- not a big problem.
Instead of white sauce we have mushroom soup - ummm.
Instead of chopped tomatoes or dolmio tomato sauce we have tomato soup- Ick.
We did have mince but rather than chopped onions we have leeks- Urgh.
I have no idea what cheese was used but it tasted like it hadn't been taken out of the plastic wrapper.

We are all politely trying to choke down this monstrosity and my Dad pipes up “ I didn’t know you put peanuts in lasagne?” He’d found some small and incredibly hard pellets in the meal. “Oh that will be the sweetcorn” says Nan. Sweetcorn wouldn’t be totally offensive in a lasagne but certainly not to our taste, however she’d cooked the lasagne for so long they had just gone hard, black and gritty.

I never ever eat at my Nan’s now. Bless her.
(CarryOnKay, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 11:19, Reply)