After making such a splendid batch of pesto it seemed like a royal shame to have it sit alone in the fridge without a playmate. Being the generous and obliging soul I am, I decided that hummus would be a fitting companion. So I went to work. And do you know what I discovered? Do you know what hit me over the head like a drunken polar bear as I licked my greedy little fingers clean of chick-pea delight? This simple beast is not so simple. It’s a real JERK sometimes.
I can never seem to imitate it, and that scares me.
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Oh sure. You could slap some beef ragu on some penne, maybe mix in a little cream if you’re feeling frisky, and then call it a day. But where’s the love? The comfort? The blood, sweat, tears?? If you want people to think you’re merely average then I implore you to follow through with the above method of entertaining. It’ll get you a solid 3 out of 5.
But not this lady. I want people (and by people, sometimes I mean just me…sometimes it’s all just for me!) to know that I positively slaved over a complicated process that would make even Leonardo cross his eyes in wonderment. And why?
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