Balloons. Poppers. Cupcakes. Fireworks that start giant forest fires. What will people think of next when it comes to creative(ish) ways to announce to friends and family (and Facebook) whether their upcoming bundle will sport a penis or a vagina?
Answer: Gender reveal lasagna. For real.
I mean, on the one hand, it seems like a no-brainer. Everyone loves lasagna, after all, so promising a big cheesy slice should be a great way to encourage people to attend your baby-to-be party.
On the other hand, whatever happened to just telling people? Or making a cute graphic or even just being surprised when the little bugger makes his or her appearance?
Also, I’m sure this probably tastes fine, but it looks disgusting. No one needs to dye cheese. Like, ever.
People have feelings about this whole bag of nonsense, and I have to say, none of them are really unexpected.
Bury me now are my feelings, as well.
You can order the lasagna alone or as part of a catering package that includes rolls and a salad – it costs $140 and feeds up to 12.
Assuming you can find 12 people who want to eat colored cheese.
I have to say, they totally missed the boat on not handling it this way – I would be totally on board.
Setting aside the fact that gender is a social construct and fluid and something we don’t really understand well enough to force on our unborn children, just say no to ruining a perfectly good, gooey, cheesy lasagna, okay?