My friend Bitchy called me the other day all worked in a lather. Long story short, he had found out that a few of his friends had partaken in some somewhat questionable behavior and he was getting pretty screwed.
“Lexa”, he said, “you and I have done some seriously messed up shit, but this takes the cake”.
“Well, I like to think we hurt ourselves, not others. This is…beyond”.
“I know! We have manners in our path of destruction!”
No indivduals are hurt in the wake of our emotional carnage.
I got to tell you, I blazed a bit of a path of destruction yesterday. After on and off napping, hulu watching and internet browsing, I finally dragged myself out of bed at 2 pm. For someone who rarely rests and can never sleep in, this was glorious…but also felt completely wrong. I was also ravenous but nothing seemed appealing. I tore apart the apartment, nibbling, but never settling on anything. Seriously, my appetite is ten times of messed up lately. It as if I barely know myself. If I stop showing off my cleavage in the near future, someone please intervene; I have clearly lost my mind.
I poked around all afternoon, barely eating. The rain had me convinced it was one of the last times this year I could justify cranking the oven and making some comfort food. When my roommate emerged from her room coughing and stuffed up, I finally landed on making some baked ziti for us; the ultimate in comfort foods.
Now, this is nothing special. It, perhaps, might even fall in to the category of one of the more messed up things to come out of my kitchen, but hey, it isn’t hurting anyone. The sauce is from a jar (gasp!) and I actually cheated and used fusilli, not ziti (double gasp!). Now while I would never serve this at a dinner party, it did the trick. The roomie loved it, I actually ate some dinner and it made the apartment smell awesome. It is pasta smothered in 4 kinds of cheese; this ain’t rocket science kids, but it works. It makes a ton of food, and in my opinion, the leftovers are even better than the first day.
I went to bed stuffed, finally eating my first real meal of the day. It may have hurt me, but I promise, you don’t have to do the same.
1 TBSP olive oil
1/2 onion, chopped
1 clove garlic, minced
2 Italian sausages (I used turkey sausage), out of their casing
1 pound lean beef
2 tsp Italian seasoning (or a mix of oregano and basil)
Salt and pepper
Box of pasta (I used mini fusilli)
1 jar pasta sauce (I like Classico)
1 cup ricotta cheese
1/3 cup parmesan cheese
1 pound fresh mozzarella cheese, cubed
Pam/nonstick cooking spray
8 slices provolone cheese
Preheat oven to 400. Start boiling large pot of salted water for pasta. Add pasta when water is ready. Heat olive oil in large skillet over medium high heat. Add onion and garlic and cook for about 3 minutes. Add meat, salt, pepper and seasoning and cook until browned. Skim off fat and add pasta and sauce. Add in parmesan, ricotta and mozzarella cheese. Spray a large pan with cooking speay and pour in pasta mixture. Cook for 20 minutes, open oven and top pasta with provolone cheese. Bake for additional 5 minutes and let sit for about 5 minutes before eating.