A slow-cooked vegetarian ragù layered with silky pasta sheets and béchamel, inspired by the warmth and joy of Sunday lunch at zia Rita’s. There was nothing quite like being invited to her house. She was loud, always laughing and loved with her whole heart. My dad adored her. They were the youngest of four and thick as thieves, talking about movies all through lunch, then moving to the sofa with coffee in hand, ready for a film and a running commentary.
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