It’s the Simple Things

I had a crazy busy day yesterday.  The kind where you don’t sit down from the time you wake up at 7:00 a.m. until you go to bed at 10:30 p.m.  And I did not feel 100% today.  And I was on my own for dinner. And I was too tired to cook, but neither a frozen meal nor a sandwich would cut it.

All these things factored together make it the perfect night to bust out some comfort food!  Normally I would want something gooey or chocolaty, but not tonight.  Tonight it was the simple things and just a few of them! If you use really good ingredients, you don’t need lots of them.

So here’s the formula:

Imported pasta + a small pat of butter + freshly grated Parmigiano Reggiano + cracked black pepper = heaven!

Let’s analyze the ingredients.

1. Imported pasta – I know there are people out there who cannot possibly fathom paying more than $1.00 for pasta.  They are couponers who believe all dried pastas are the same.  NOT TRUE!  I guess growing up on handmade pasta has made me a little fussy (or a lot fussy) about the kind of pasta I eat.  My favorite brand is La Fabbrica Della Pasta.  It has a great flavor and a comforting starchy goodness.  The sauce (if you’re having it) adheres nicely to it – it doesn’t slip off!

2. Butter – Less is more, but some it good!

3. Freshly grated Parmigiano Reggiano – NO, I am not referring to the junk in the green can.  I am talking about the nutty, salty real deal – the cheese that if I could only eat one food for the rest of my life would be my choice.  I give it a coarse grate and sprinkle it over the hot buttered pasta.

4. Cracked black pepper – I like it cracked or ground coarsely, but I use a gentle hand when adding it.  You’re food shouldn’t taste like pepper, it should taste like what you are making; but I love how it creates a spark on the tip of my tongue.

For me, the pasta was heaven.  It gave me the comfort I was craving, the illusion of having a home cooked meal (I can hardly say I cooked when all I did was boil water), and the easy clean up I love.  It was exactly the kind of pasta Jeff wouldn’t appreciate because he likes his pasta like he likes his women – saucy!

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