I know, the post title isn't very exciting or funny or clever. Don't blame me, blame the three and a half hour meeting I had this afternoon. Don't we go to work at non-profits so we don't have to sit through three and a half hour meetings? You pay me less, I wear comfy shoes to work and don't deal with meetings; that is the deal, no? Also this particular meeting was three and a half hours, did I mention that?
It is, therefore, not surprising that when I got home I wanted something quick, warm ...
If you're here looking for a sub-$5 meal idea, I have to be up front with you and say that I actually have no idea how much this dinner costs. Maybe you can do it for $5, maybe it costs $100, I don't know. I just know that for me, it was cheap as free because it was made entirely of random food items that were sitting around and for which I had no plans.
Food items that, I might add, comprise some of my all-time favorite edibles: farro, winter squash, onions, cheese and hazelnuts. A warm, comforting, filling ...
When you think about it, there's nothing really inventive or groundbreaking about basing a cheap meal around pasta. I mean, that's kinda the point of it, right? Somehow, though, making the pasta yourself tarts it up enough so that you don't feel like a total toolbox saying, "Hey, internet, did it ever occur to you that PASTA is an easy and economical meal? I know! Go figure!"
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It warmed my heart to see all you Aqua Teen fans. It's too bad the Wolfen is going to come for you with his razor.
This odd transitional season - one-half Indian summer, one-quarter early autumn, one-quarter what the fuck is going on make up your damn mind - calls for an odd transitional dish. Chicken parm was sounding tasty but a bit too heavy, and I didn't want to have to turn the oven on.
Instead, I bring you deconstructed chicken parm: pan-seared chicken breasts, tomatoes with lime and cumin seed, and pan-fried smoked mozzarella. Or as I ...
I would have invited you over for dinner, but I couldn't find your phone number anywhere, I SWEAR.
I'm a little sad tonight, because I've just learned that I've wasted 30 years of my life not eating delicious, delicious tomatoes.
You see, I always thought I didn't like tomatoes. Tomato sauce, sure (as long as there are no visible tomato chunks), tomato soup, okay, tomato ketchup, acceptable. But a whole, raw tomato? No, thank you, I'll pass.
You can imagine how much this endeared me to my mother and nonna and zias.
As it turns out, I DO like tomatoes. ...
I accidentally took all of these pictures with my camera set on "foliage." Sorry.
Tonight's dinner is a total throwback to my childhood, and has not been modified in any way from the way my mom used to make it. It's an odd dish, I don't really know its origins and I don't really expect anyone to believe that it's good, but it's cheap, easy, tasty and makes fantastic leftovers.
May I present to you: spaghetti pie. Yes, spaghetti pie, that's what I said. Spaghetti + Pie. Spaghetti pie.
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I am BACK. A gaping wound IS NOT ENOUGH TO STOP ME.
I've never had a cut deep enough that it healed from the inside out before; even though it's clearly knitting together underneath and is no longer seeping, it still looks like I have an open gash in my hand. Grody.
Dinnertime!
Aside from a side salad this meal should be practically free, because all the ingredients should already be present in your well-stocked pantry.* Plus, it makes so many leftovers that the cost per meal is probably, like, $0.17. (I haven't done the math yet, but I'm sure that's pretty accurate). ...
I ate too much of this. You will, too.
I was really excited about the meal I was prepping for Cheap Ass Monday when my cheap ass glassware sliced through my priceless right hand and incapacitated me: potato focaccia with onions and a warm white bean and spinach salad. Aside from being delicious, simple and cheap potato focaccia is one of my all time favorite foods.
It's only recently that I've realize that the bread I know and love is actually focaccia; my nonna, who made it in a wood-fired oven off the kitchen of the two-room shack she ...