When I left for work this morning, it was a rather nice start to the day: cool, yet a little sunny. When I left this afternoon, it was snowing and blowing again. I generally like the snow, but it made me really crave comfort food. What says comfort food to me? Mac ‘n’ cheese!
I’m horrible when I make mine because I tend to overload it with cheese. It’s very filling (I’m lucky if I get through one serving), very fattening, but oh-so comforting. I’m going to share my recipe with you, but be sure to tailor this to your own tastes. Not everyone will like it so loaded down with so much cheese. And I recommend starting with a half portion if you’re going to stick to my recipe, then serve some veggies or a nice, refreshing salad with it — that is, unless you’re a huge cheese-lover like me! Continue reading →
Tonight, I had a hankering for tomato soup. Not that over-pureed gunk out of a can, but a nice, homemade soup with a bit of texture to it. Apologies to those who are fans of the stuff out of cans; I’m not a lover, I fear.
As soon as I got home, I started pulling ingredients out of cupboards and the fridge, seeing if I had all the ingredients.
Tonight, I wanted something different. I wanted pasta, but not the usual ‘red or white’ sauce. In fact, I had Alfredo cheese tortellini on the weekend, so I really didn’t want more of the same. I recalled that I had some basil pesto in the cupboard and started rummaging around the kitchen. Stumbling across an unopened bag of pistachio nuts, I went into the living room to ponder the possibilities and have a little snack.
That’s when I got distracted by tv. Before I knew it, I had shelled the entire bag and only eaten a couple of the nuts. I could save most of them for snacks for the rest of the week, but I really wanted to find something creative to do with them. I recalled that pesto sauce is made with oil, herbs and chopped nuts (usually pine nuts), so I decided I would use the jarred pesto, but I’d also chop up some of the pistachios and put them to good use! I also dredged up some onion, minced garlic, a red pepper, green onion that needed using up and a fresh tomato. I topped the whole thing off with the green onion, chopped fresh tomato and a few French’s fried onions.
It happens to us all at some point or another: looking into the fridge is suddenly akin to a train wreck or horror film — truly gruesome but impossible to ignore.
Science experiments and unidentifiable lumps are hidden in every corner and you have to dig through questionable containers and ziplock baggies before you find what you’re looking for.
It could be in the form of one single red pepper just starting to look a little worse for wear, but still edible, if cooked.That half an onion which is beginning to dry out but would do well if heated up.Oh look, the green onions are starting wilt on the ends, but those can be chopped off and the rest salvaged.
I’ve actually written an article on the 3Girls.ca site about the Vermont Food and Garden’s Linguini with Peanut Sauce recipe already but loved it so much that I felt the need to write about it here too. Last week, I was looking for something different. I looked in my cupboards and fridge, seeing the staples I had in stock and thinking, “I don’t want [fill in the blank here] again…” Is it possible? A plethora of possibilities were laid out before me, and yet they all seemed so ho-hum. Don’t get me wrong; I love spaghetti and meatballs, Shepherd’s pie, and other “old standbys”. So does my husband!
But I had a hankering for something new. I wanted pasta, but I didn’t want pesto sauce, cheese or tomato sauce. What else was there?
So I have been home today, nursing a low-grade migraine and knee pain from the weather we’ve been having. I was trying to sleep, curled up on the couch with the cats, when I realized something — I couldn’t sleep because I was absolutely ravenous. We are out of bread, so no toast for me. I was tired of cheese and crackers as a means of “tiding me over” till I could eat properly. I needed something fast and easy.
“Soup!” I thought and wandered over to the pantry. Now, anyone who knows me knows that I’m not a fan of canned soups. Either they’re too salty or too bland or they taste “tinny” or the texture of the objects in the broth are just wrong… So why was I even considering soup? I recalled that Campbell’s Cheddar Soup was on sale a while ago and we bought something like a dozen cans just to have it in stock for me. I love it as a base to carry other dishes. I never eat this stuff straight up, always opting to add other flavours to it to jazz it up. Each batch of “cheddar soup” is completely different than the last.