Oh, a lasagna, so true, so fine, Layered art of Italian design. Slow-cooked ragu, béchamel’s embrace, Patience rewards with flavor’s grace. Begin with the ragu, a labor of care, Beef alone, or pork’s tender flair. Cook it slow, till it melts, divine, Each tomato’s essence, a flavor refined. Taste for sour, a pinch of sweet, Balance the notes, let the richness meet. Layer by layer, build it high, Four golden sheets, three sauces nigh. Stretch to five, if you dare, A deep pan holds this love affair! Shred your cheese, let it melt with pride, No packets here, no shortcuts abide. Gruyere, cheddar, mozzarella’s kiss, Each one ensures a perfect bliss. Fresh sheets meld, like dreams in flight, Dried may wave, yet hold their might. When dried sheets you choose, add liquid with care, Ragu’s consistency must be aware. Not watery, not dry, just rich and true, So the pasta softens as it brews. Turn the sheets with each new layer, For every slice, a moment to savor. Layer by layer, build it high, Four golden sheets, three sauces nigh. Stretch to five, if you dare, A deep pan holds this love affair! Preheat your oven, prepare with glee, Assemble the masterpiece patiently. Spread ragu and cheese, smooth to the edge, Repeat with precision, keep true to your pledge. Bake it golden, watch it rise, A bubbling crown before your eyes. [Interlude: Instrumental, rich and stirring] If making ahead, let the sauce cool, Assemble with care, patience the rule. Freeze if needed, reheating’s no strife, Foil in the oven restores its life. For instant sheets, ensure the ragu flows, So every bite, perfection shows. Layer by layer, build it high, Four golden sheets, three sauces nigh. Stretch to five, if you dare, A deep pan holds this love affair! Oh, lasagna, your love shall last, A timeless dish from future to past. In every layer, a tale retold, Of warmth, of patience, and flavors bold.
