A summer ode to lasagna, boats, and doing absolutely nothing.
There’s a certain kind of silence that settles over Stockholm in July. Emails dry up, traffic disappears, and suddenly the city belongs to seagulls and tourists. For the rest of us, there’s only one thing to do: pack the cooler, find the sun, and drift out into the archipelago, where time slows down and responsibilities vanish like sunscreen on hot skin.
It’s the season of the skärgårdsstuga and the sea, of wooden piers and barely-there phone signals, of reading paperbacks in hammocks and falling asleep to the sound of water against the hull. In other words—the perfect time to not cook.
At Lasagnariet, we believe deeply in the sacred art of doing nothing, so long as it’s done with flavor. That’s why our ready-to-eat lasagna trays exist: not just for your weekday lunch break, but for those golden summer days when the most effort you want to make is twisting open a cold drink. There’s something borderline decadent about unwrapping a warm, homemade lasagna out on a dock, with the sun on your shoulders and salt in the air. Even better? You didn’t lift a finger to make it. You just picked it up on your way out of town.
Maybe you’re heading to the red boathouses of Möja, or the pastel mornings of Grinda. Maybe it’s a weekend in Fjärdlång, a lazy lunch in Nåttarö, or a salty swim break somewhere off Svartsö. Wherever you're going, one truth remains: lasagna belongs there too. And we promise, it travels beautifully.
For the classicists, there’s our Bolognese—a rich, slow-cooked ragù that tastes like home, whether that home is in Emilia-Romagna or on a rock in the Baltic. For the curious, there’s a lasagna made with crayfish bisque, roasted summer vegetables, and a whisper of fennel—yes, really. And for those who like a little fusion in their comfort food, we’ve got a smoked salmon and dill version with sun-dried tomatoes, creamy béchamel, and lemon zest that manages to taste like both midsummer and Ferragosto at once. All of them are packed in sturdy, travel-ready trays. Heat it up on the cabin stove or, if you’re feeling bold and hungry, eat it with a spoon off a paper plate while balancing on a sun-warmed rock. This is a no-judgment zone.
There’s a quiet triumph in being the one who brought lasagna. People remember that. Your friends are still deciding between lukewarm pasta salad and dry halloumi skewers, and you? You’re the one peeling back foil from layers of cheese, béchamel, and pure joy. The boat smells amazing. Someone says, “You brought that from where?” Someone else asks, “Can we go there too?” And just like that, Lasagnariet becomes part of the vacation lore.
We’re not saying that lasagna will make your summer perfect. We’re just saying that it won’t hurt. Because there’s something about the combination of homemade food and zero effort that hits differently in July. Especially when the alternative is some tasteless frozen block pulled from the back of the stug-fridge—the one nobody really wants but everyone ends up eating anyway. Why settle for that, when you can take home an entire tray made with real ingredients, layered by hand, ready to eat, and lovingly wrapped by people who actually care?
This summer, we’re making it easier than ever to order ahead, pick up a full tray, and hit the road—or the sea. We’ll pack it the way you want it: warm for immediate face-stuffing, or chilled to reheat later when the sun dips and the drinks come out. Want salad on the side? Just ask. Need something vegetarian, vegan, or gluten-free? We’ve got you covered. Want to grab a craft soda to go or pair your lasagna later with a chilled glass of something bubbly at home? We support that energy.
Even if your destination is Yxlan, Ingmarsö or Gällnö—places where you’re more likely to meet a sheep than a store—we’ve got your meal covered. Stock up before you board the Waxholmsbolaget ferry, and you’ll feel like you cheated the whole system. And isn’t that what summer is for?
It doesn’t matter if you’re off to Vaxholm or just setting up a picnic blanket in Tantolunden pretending it's an island—what matters is that you get to relax. To pause. To enjoy a slice of lasagna that tastes like it was made for you. Because it was.
And when you do, remember this: takeaway was never meant to be boring. Not when it can be artisanal, generous, full of real flavor, and cooked with the kind of care that makes a foil tray feel like a hug. Not when it can float.
So next time someone asks what you’re bringing to the summer house, say it loud: “I’m bringing lasagna.” You’ll thank yourself later. And so will everyone else.
Because life is made of layers. And some of them should definitely include béchamel.
