Ladsange
A lasagna that’s been drenched in alcohol so bad, it’s like the meat’s been tortured. Vodka, rum, and gin are the basics. But don’t be surprised if you get a surprise spirit in there.
My Ladsange had sambouca. I can still taste it in my dreams.
I ate a Ladsange and now I’m a walking mess. It was like a party in my stomach.
My sister made a Ladsange with Jägermeister. I now know what it feels like to be a drunk zombie.