Chlo Love = Lasagna Love

 Mom is always trying to be a better person, so I thought I should try as well. I might have a lot of room for improvement.   Mom signed up to be a part of a group called Lasagna Love where we make Lasagna for people who either are working too hard to have a good meal, people who need extra support raising a family, or people who do not have enough to eat.  Mom says it helps build community.   Last night she got a request for a vegan lasagna.  Mom said she didn't know how to do this, so I examined four different recipes and here is what we came up with.

step 1:  boil the lasagna noodles.

step 2:  Use a food processor to chop up the carrots, celery, broccoli  (mom wouldn't let me use my teeth which is probably good because I might accidently swallow the vegetables)

step 3:  cut up the mushrooms and add spinach

step 4:  cook up the vegetables in the pan with onion and garlic

step 5:  add amino or soy sauce

Step 6: MY FAVORITE--- the layers.  

        a.  sauce

        b.  noodles

        c.  hummus

        d. vegetables

Repeat!

Step 7:  add the rest of the sauce

Step 8 top with roasted cashews (food processed with lemon and garlic)  

During these steps, I tried out a few vegetables.  I had a bite of broccoli and a bite of carrot.  Taste testing is an important part of the cooking process.  I did a very good job watching the lasagna cook in the oven.  The smells were quite good even though I was definitely missing the meat part.  I don't believe I was meant to be a vegan dog.  I will have to eat a few more vegan dishes to make my final decision, but in my dreams when my feet are running, I am dreaming about baby bunnies.  

Mom made a small portion for herself and she said it was deliciously nutty.  I am much happier when she calls the lasagna nutty and not me, but I am pretty sure Charlie is nutty.  He tends to guard the refrigerator and doesn't let people open the door very easily.  I keep telling him that we want the refrigerator door open to see what's cooking, but he is becoming more senile.  Silly Charlie.  I was feeling like a much better dog until I started making rude comments about Charlie.  I might need to make some more lasagna.