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Saturday, June 28, 2008
Food, Glorious Food
It's been awhile since I wrote about food.
I was recently inspired to do so after seeing the pics of
AMR's garden which made me hungry for fresh produce (of which I had none myself).
Because of the recent bullshit I have been going through we have been forced to maximize [spelling changed after being pointed out by Dan my editor friend. see comments section. -ed.]our grocery runs as a means to tighten up the budget. This means the house needs to be cleaned out of all edible food before returning to the store.
So there I was staring into a mostly barren fridge wondering just what the fuck I was going to eat when I peaked into the crisper and saw some asparagus that was in need of being consumed as it was on the verge of going bad.
I looked in the cupboards and found some rice but also a jar of roasted red peppers. I went back to the fridge and spotted a container of goat cheese.
I went outside to see if anything from my garden was ripe but was quickly rejected by that thought.
On my way back inside I saw some garlic we grew drying and picked that up.
Within 20 minutes I had this gem of a meal: jasmine rice and roasted red peppers with sauted asparagus and garlic tossed in a bowl with goat cheese and liberal amounts of extra virgin olive oil.
Because this is what I do best: make lemonade out of lemons...
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3 comments:
I'd eat it. I like asparagus and the awesome odor it brings to my urine. Do your kids eat asparagus? For answers to the always tough "Why does my pee smell after eating asparagus" questions, visit http://www.wisegeek.com/why-does-asparagus-make-some-peoples-urine-smell-funny.htm.
That sounds damn good! I'm a big fan of cobbled-together meals like that — just the other night, I made a dynamite pasta with canned tuna, garlic, black olives and leftover red
peppers that I'd roasted on the grill a few nights before. Sprinkled with grated parmesan, it was absolute heaven (and the leftovers tasted really good cold!)
But tell me, Mr. Writer/Editor — what the fuck does "we have been forced to maximuzed" mean?
i make up words on the time Dan, like craptastic!
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