Lasagna, I don’t care who makes it, is normally a soupy saucy, droopy, ricotta plopped, dumpy looking mess. For a native New Yorker like myself, I always saw Lasagna as a tourist trap order like peep shows in Times Square in the seventies or apartment rebates in Manhattan today, offering zero deposit and the 1st 2 months free, since the greatest city in the world turned into an office space ghost town. Also, if I have to hear one more story about some NY transplant renting out a million-dollar mansion in South Carolina to conduct Zoom meetings in splendid, far more spacious isolation, I’m going to drive our family SUV off the cliffs of chained, middle class fixed insanity.
Lasagna isn’t the most versatile dish to serve after winter either. I’d rather blow my calorie intake on hop forward pilsners and 4 sipper watermelon beers from 21st Amendment from San Fran during the heat of the night this coming summer than get weighed down by a dish full of heavy melted cheese best suited for a shittier Godfather remake in the making. And how exciting is the standard ground meat stuffing offered in most Lasagnas? If I weren’t eating Kosher now, I’d prefer a bomb meatball parm hero from Carmines off Broadway, over their ground meat crumbled lasagna any day of the week because you’re getting far heartier, tastier, meatier loving bites. I also write a gay food blog for closeted married men with kids called, “Meatier, The Better.”
My wife made lasagna in the past with tofu stuffing inside, which is as arousing as it sounds. Tofu has no place in Lasagna. It’s more out of place than a Guido with a tan line in South Beach on Spring Break, holla, thank you very much. Outside of dumping on the totality of what this fabled, old school Italian dinnertime dish classic has to offer, I’m going to spotlight a superior alternative that I learned to make from the domesticated goddess of home hearth enhancement Martha Stewart, The White Privilege Mexican Lasagna.
You know your White Privilege Mexican Lasagna is a hit, when even your normally snooty, compliment free mother-in-law feels compelled to compliment it 2 bites in, uttering, “This is very good. You’re making my daughter look like a slacker lazy brain in the kitchen. She’d thrown in the towel 50 rolled perogies in for our next Uki church bake sale guaranteed.”
I’ve futzed with the Martha Stewart recipe over the years, yet my strongest batch of White Privilege Mexican Lasagna used white corn tortillas versus the standard corn tortillas, which tend to lean more toward the grating side in comparison like COVID Loonies who insist on wearing their masks in the car versus others willing to pull it down on the elevator alone to suck their thumb for added comfort.
You sauté the black beans, red onions, and jalapenos in vegetable oil 1st, before spreading them into the casserole dish with layered mini flying saucers of white corn tortillas, layered, with shredded pepper jack cheese and Monterey in addition to homemade salsa made from cherry tomatoes, 4 jalapenos at least, cilantro, red onion, and plenty of lime. I’d buy two batches of cherry tomatoes for the salsa topping to maximize maximum spreadage like Katy Perry hoisting up her pushup bra equipped with multiple party screamer kazoos attached on the tips. Also, use 2 rectangles of Monterey and Pepper Jack from the Cabot cheese company or else it will taste like a cheeseless White Privilege Mexican Lasagna. You might well add some tofu inside and commit an Asian on white priveledge Mexican Lasagna hate crime in the process.
My 7-year-old son asked for 3rds, which was unprecedented like George Lopez doing 5 minutes of straight of stand up without spicing his set with some Spanish in between to keep it cornier yet earthier real Holmes. White Privilege Mexican Lasagna won’t stop Asian hate yet the more we embrace culturally rich cuisines outside of our preconceived prejudices, the less clannish will act at home and out. Last, beating up on Chinese Grandma isn’t a good look thug lives matter. JR Smith doesn’t even find the act cute. But at least JR Smith has an NBA ring and earned the right to party topless in Vegas for 3 days straight. At the same time, nobody thinks picking on Asian granny requires courage of any kind and nobody is ever confusing your disgraced nuts as Thinking Balls to devise your new 5-year masked mugger plan with. You’re offended? Good, go woke yourself to. That’s the way the Fortune Cookie crumbles.
The NBA Store allowed the sale of these social justice righting messages on NBA jersey’s such as, “Burn Jews”, “Cancel Israel and “Kill Cops”. But they finally allowed the inclusion of “Free Hong Kong” on a throwback Bill Walton Trailblazer, which still won’t make overrated trolls like Patton Oswalt love this game more than his Punisher comic book collection but pretentious over the hill, hipster hobbits isn’t the target demographic for the NBA today anyway.
When he played for the Knicks, there’s no way KP tried to rape his neighbor the day he tore his ACL. First, going strong to the hole isn’t KP’s forte. Last, do you think Harvey Weinstein would try to rape Gal Gadot on one good leg?
I don’t like Jeremy Lin anymore because he’s a fake news Christian. If he was so concerned with spreading the light, then take a stand, and don’t play for the Beijing Ducks, asshole. I’m positive LaVar Ball could start his new tweener league with Lin as the semi-deplorable star in JR Smith’s eyes. It’s not as if Jeremy Lin is hurting for cash. I’m also calling Jeremy Lin a fake news Christian, because claiming you wanted to play for the Knicks after Linsanity no matter what, is bullshit because I wouldn’t after JR Smith bitched about the golden child hogging the bike lane all for himself. But what really burned me about Jeremy Lin’s interview with the NY Post was the total lack of provocative questions such as, “Do you really believe Obama was a baller at basketball, knowing he rode the bench at an all Asian private school in Hawaii?” or, “Despite Melo’s career resurgence in Portland, do you think he should be the new commercial spokesperson for Tampax Tampons, because he’s responsible for stopping so much flowage?” Last, “Do you think Conan being demoted to TBS makes him feel like a resounding winner inside, knowing NBC deemed him too eccentric, nerdy for the Tonight Show’s taste in addition to NBC just being fake news bullshit in bed with China now like the rest, TNT included?”
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Imagine J.J Redick wearing an All Lives Matter on his NBA jersey this year? If he manages to get home after a Pelicans game in one piece. His wife says, “It’s never too late for me to use this coupon for the Dollar Shave Club, if you don’t want to give them the pleasure of cutting you first. I’d also lose the tats and the alt right comb over look on top.