Pasta

A few Friday things:

1. I’m officially addicted to Pinterest. I feel like I’ve said this before, but then I forget about it and blah blah. But this week I reorganized my pins, started following more people, etc. I’m into it!

2. Do you ever love a song so much that you google the lyrics so you can sing along? I can’t be the only person that does this. A lil’ embarrassing, but how else are you supposed to memorize the CORRECT lyrics?

3. I sometimes think I was put on this earth to convince skeptical people to watch and love Friday Night Lights. I feel like it’s my duty. WATCH IT!

4. Spotify. Are you on it? I like it. I can listen to all sorts of music whenever I want, though, I hate its sharing aspect. I don’t want people to see what ridiculousness I’m listening to. I don’t ALWAYS listen to cool-people music. And sometimes I wanna listen to the same song over and over and I don’t want to be judged, okay?! If you, too, feel this way, “private profile” is the way to go.

5. Trying is very important. I try hard at all sorts of things. Another thing that’s important: knowing when to quit. I quit something this week, I think, and it feels sad, but relieving all at the same time.

6. When you quit something, you might have the urge to eat your feelings. That’s cool, but also try drinking them. That’s fun too!

7. In other news, I’m eating more vegan food. Because I like to feel healthy every now and then. And I’m in love with this bathing suit. This pasta could be considered “bathing suit pasta.” It’s totally a thing.

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I feel like I’ve been a little bit of a psycho lately. It started a few weeks ago when I was like, Man, what if I put bacon on popcorn? That was cool. Then there were these salty oatmeal cookies, followed by bone marrow and then fried corn dog tots. Ugh. After all that I needed a hike and a fruit bowl, you know what I mean?

So, I went on the hike–it was pretty. And had a fruit bowl, but then I needed dinner, a real dinner…
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Did you ever forge your mother’s signature? I did. Once. And of course I got caught. Duh. That’s how it always goes.

I was 10 years old and got a detention. I’m not afraid to say that my mama scared me when I was little. I didn’t mess with her. So I figured it’d be way easier and less terrifying to just forge her pretty yet complicated signature. She did (and still does) have a really beautiful signature. Think writing out of Downton Abbey (I’m obsessed!).

So, I sat in my room and practiced and practiced and practiced. After about a hundred attempts I totally nailed it. Feeling successful, I turned in the signed detention and started serving my time. I was having fun, actually. The teacher who supervised detention didn’t have anything under control and I remember laughing and joking with kids in the back of the room. It got sort of quiet for some reason and I remember hearing high heels clacking down the hall. At the door was my mama, looking super sharp in a business lady suit, giving me a glare that was SO scary. OMG did I stop laughing. She was truly terrifying.

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Hi, ummm…you look cute today. Your make-up looks pretty. And those lunges are paying off ’cause your legs are lookin’ maaaad tight.

First week of summer got me in a good mood, what can I say?

Summer does a weird thing to me. All I seem to make during these months are popsicles, variety of ice creams and salads. I dunno…I guess whenever temperatures start to rise, eating outside  with friends just sounds better. Or I just eat cereal in my air-conditioned apartment with socks on. I dig socks year-around

But sometimes I need a legit dinner/lunch. I mean, don’t we all?! We can’t eat popsicles for dinner ALL the time. 

This lasagna? Super legit. There’s chard (how pretty is raw chard?! good gracious), a creamy-not-too-heavy bechamel, spicy sausage (hi, kick of spice!) and lemon slices that give it that taste of summer we’re all craving.

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Happy Friday, lovelies! I like you. I made this for you. It’s a loooong weekend. Yay for all of us!

(Except me, because I work freelance. But whatevs.)

What are you doing this weekend? I’m hitting the yoga studio. I’ve finally caved and realize typing doesn’t count as exercise. And since I don’t believe in dieting, I need to be active so I’m not forced to buy an entire new wardrobe.

I think you should make this…it’s PASTA CAKE! Don’t you just love the title?

The title is super sneaky, because, as you can see, it’s not cake, but more of a frittata of sorts. I still liked it. And plus, if it did actually have flour and baking soda and was a cake, it’d just be plain weird. And seeing as I made a super weird dish last time, I’d figure I’d bring you something somewhat normal.

Like most frittatas this dish could go so many ways. You could add mushrooms, asparagus, broccoli–basically any thing in your fridge that needs getting rid of.

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Let’s talk risotto.  Risotto and I have an awkward history. A few Christmases ago, I thought it’d be a fantastic idea to add risotto to our Feast of the Seven Fishes menu. As I was prepping, cooking and juggling five dishes, I started the risotto and between ladling chicken stock in the pot and doing random other things, I totally overcooked it, and it turned into a dry, rubbery, gross mess.  Once I realized I messed up the one dish I was most excited about, I had a breakdown.  A total kitchen breakdown.  My lovely family felt so bad about my breakdown that they ate the gross risotto anyway….as they laughed, of course.  So needless to say, me + risotto = not friends. BUT, me + pasta, risotto style = BFF.  I’ll explain…

There aren’t many recipes that totally transform the way I eat. I mean, I try a lot of stuff and methods to cooking things, but rarely do I ever make a recipe over and over again.  This recipe totally did it for me. It’s the one recipe I repeat at least once a week. Why? It’s super adaptable.  Literally you can put anything you want in it.  Have some scraps from a rotisserie chicken in the fridge? This is the recipe for you.  Have some extra vegetables without a purpose?  Their home is in this dish.  Have that awkward amount of cheese (ricotta, marscapone, etc)?  Put it in this thing. It’s also quick, but at the same time I wouldn’t feel shy about serving this to guests. Basically, it’s a huuuuge step up from the sometimes bowl of cereal I have for dinner.

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When I was a kid and not under my parents’ supervision, my godfather, Don, used to let me watch mafia movies. I know, I know—it’s a strange coincidence that I used to watch mafia movies with my “godfather” whose actual name is Don. But sometimes in life things really do work out like that. Promise.  And to this day I really LOVE mafia movies.  They were the ones who taught me the importance of a good sauce.

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