"Those who forget the pasta are condemned to reheat it." ~Unknown

Sunday, May 23, 2010


It's Sunday again. I wanted to make shepherd's pie but that just wasn't going to happen. I didn't get home from a sleepover until 4 and we hadn't even started shopping. The shepherd's pie recipe I planned to make said it would take three hours. We just weren't going to have that sort of time.
So dad and I rushed off to the store and got milk, pine nuts, fresh pasta and ground beef. Then we dashed home to begin preparing dinner. We toasted pine nuts and almonds and mixed them with ground beef an egg and bread crumbs. If you haven't figured it out already, as many "Losties" have with their shows end so near, we're making spaghetti and meatballs. This was really a "throw together something nice" dinner but I think it will be quite good.

Wow. I've never spent such a time in the kitchen - it just flew by. I had barely managed to tell what we we're having for dinner and then bang! Pow! We we're eating. The meatballs and spaghetti weren't all that perfect. The meatballs kept falling apart and were undercooked. The sauce was a little watery and could have done with a little more care, precision and time. I suppose we were just hurrying to get dinner done in a reasonable time that we over-hurried and it cost us. Wait a second. Why are these keys turning red? Holy #%^! WERE"S MY FINGER! Just kidding. We weren't that careless!
The greatest standout of this meal though was the salad. Now fairly routine in our house the lettuce-apple-carrot salad stood out thanks to it's apple. I'm not sure what variety the apple was but it was a great big one, larger than my fist, with a red skin and the flavor of carbs that had soaked in honey. The best piece of the apple was the juice, with each bite it's liquid honey flavor oozed out of the apple, down your teeth and straight to your tastebuds which practically fainted the taste was so amazing.
With a side dish uber-success I'll just hope for better luck in two weeks with the main course, shepherd's pie.


  1. Dad says the apple was a fuji.

  2. The meatball can be a fickle friend.

    I like a bit of pork with some chuck (egg, crumbs, etc), forming them golf ball sized, chilling them well, and then frying them in at least a half inch of oil. Not turning them too early.