Not to worry, if Westy serves you crap, send out a call, and I will make you up a lasagne...
At the nursing home, we would often have a pot luck in the middle of the night, and often people would bring their lasagne versions...then I brought mine...no one else ever again brought lasagne...they always requested my lasagne...I hate to brag on myself, my lasagne is one of my specialities...several inches high, and just plain delicious...
Whenever my son returned from college or from his world trip, or anytime when he would be gone from home for a while, he always put in a request for my lasagne, accompanied by hot french bread...so I will bake you a tasty lasagne, and also include a gun, and a file...