Friends, it’s not often that I eat something so good, I’m compelled to blog about it while the taste still lingers on my tongue and bits of it still linger on my clothing.
Those of you who follow my tweets may remember me bragging about this pork roast a couple of weeks ago.
You were probably all “WTF? It’s just roasted pork, nerd”. And while you would have been correct – I am a nerd – you’d be wrong about the level of awesome this meal reached.
Sometimes I come up with pretty good ideas when it comes to cooking. Remember when I dreamed up those Boston cream cupcakes? Yeah. Sometimes I think I’m a genius.
This is another one of those bits of brilliance.
I don’t know about you, but when I think “family meal”, my immediate reaction is “pasta”. And then I get all happy and giddy and maybe a little too excited since, after all, it’s just food we’re talking about here. But sitting down to a bowl of spaghetti and a glass of wine…it warms my soul.
Sometimes I feel the urge.
The urge to eat chicken.
And not always fried and smothered in buffalo sauce, or shredded…and smothered in buffalo sauce.
I think I need to look into my buffalo sauce addiction.
What can be said about pizza that hasn’t been said already? It’s delicious? No. That’s been said. Um, it’s awesome? Nope. Sometimes it’s even better cold, the next day? Everyone knows that.
Here’s one that I didn’t know til now, though: It’s kinda easy to make for yourself.
I love puttanesca sauce – so tangy, briny, spicy and rich. I’ve held back from making it in large batches because I know I’m the only person in my house who would truly enjoy it – Rob would just pick out the olives and I’m sure his Dad wouldn’t even touch it. What’s the point?
Question: How excited am I today to be sharing this space one of my favoritest people in the whole wide blogging world?
Answer: I am extremely excited! This woman has to be one of the most scathingly, screamingly funny people universe. Don’t visit her blog if you’re somewhere laughing out loud isn’t deemed acceptable.
You know what I love most about blogging? The sharing. The sharing of ideas and thoughts and pieces of ourselves with others who we would not otherwise have the opportunity to know.
I love sharing me with you, and I especially love you sharing yourselves with me.
So let’s all share, shall we? Let’s get our comfy lounging clothes on and sit around in a circle and paint our nails and tell secrets about ourselves.
As soon as the weather starts to warm up, I become obsessed with two things: lemon and asparagus.
And water ice. But water ice doesn’t go with asparagus so that will have to be a subject for another time.
I guess lemon and asparagus signal spring for me, at least in the kitchen. The blast of citrusy goodness, the green snap of the asparagus…it doesn’t get much better than that.