Cheesy Baked Pasta Fagioli
It was cold. I mean that kind of cold where your bones feel like they need soup—but not just soup, something that hugs you back. I had a pound of sausage, a hunk of fontina I forgot I bought, and a can of beans just sitting there like, “Ma’am?” And somehow—between stirring sauce and yelling at the dog to stop licking the dishwasher—I ended up with this. Cheesy. Baked. Pasta. Fagioli. It’s kind of like if lasagna and chili had a baby… and then that baby married mac & cheese. And let me tell you, the marriage is strong. Why …










