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Proudly presenting: Kosher Lasagne!

March 3, 2010 11:48
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When I was a child, we didn't keep kosher at home - we drew the line at bacon but I have to admit to having eaten many a pizza topped with both cheese and meat and I can be held personally accountable for the deaths of many thousands of shellfish. In adulthood, as many people do, I became more interested in the faith of my ancestors and decided that I would, in future, keep kosher (I later gave up meat and then dairy, so it's easy nowadays).

Italian food - and who doesn't like Italian food? - was one of the hardest things to incorporate into my new diet because it's really not the same without deliciously gooey, melted and above all cheesy cheese, be it pungent parmesan, mouth-watering mozzarella or succulent seras. Lasagne is one of the most popular Italian dishes outside Italy, but lasagne without cheese is little more than a klops sandwich with pasta instead of bread (pizza, when one thinks about it - and I do often - is really only posh cheese on toast too, but that in no way detracts from its inestimable worth).

When I stopped eating meat, a year or two after deciding to keep kosher, the entire enticing world of Italian food opened up before me and I set about the local Italian restaurants with enthusiasm, tasting things I hadn't had since childhood and things I had simply never had. If there was no meat in it, I'd eat it - and the more cheese the better. I perfected my own lasagne recipe too using soya mince, which I still claim absorbs the flavour of other ingredients better than meat and as such is in fact a better choice in many recipes.

Then, I decided to stop eating dairy too - my reasons for this are of little interest to anyone else (veganism does not, despite evidence to the contrary, necessarily restrict one to a diet lacking the nutrient that allows one to respect other people's beliefs and points of view) so I'll spare you the tedious task of having to read them. No more cheese, which rather put a dampener on my Italian food noshing. I tried a multitude of vegan cheese substitutes, some of which taste perfectly fine out of the packet ("fine" does not necessarily mean "even remotely like cheese, though, and a very active imagination is required if one wants the full cheesy experience) but few of them melt in that wonderful way that real cheese does, and those that do solidify into an unappealing chalky mass within minutes which has a similar texture to crushed anti-indigestion tablets. So for a long time, it was a case of unsatisfying and uncheesy lasagne served with a side-dish of desperate attempts to convince my tastebuds that they were not missing out.