As most anyone who knows me knows, I broke up with pasta a while ago. It was ugly. There were accusations; probably some tears. And although it has been an overall positive decision (semolina flour, you know you’re just no good for me) I have to admit that even after all this time…we still get together in that sneaky, culpable way.
And man, is it ever good when it happens. So easy and familiar, just like old times.
Is that so terrible?
I have no words to express the dopamine rush of being able to share this plate of sinfully succulent sustenance with you. Mostly because I really cannot wait until you try it.
I mean – seriously.
Oh good grief, talk about a BIG FAT steaming pot of luscious lycopene LOVE. This undeniably delicious, slow cooked masterpiece of a “sauce” has gently bubbled its way into every muscle fiber of my marinara lovin’ heart. This is NOT your average tomato sauce. Oh no no no no no.
This is sooooo good! I know I always seem to say that and I really DO mean it each and every time…………
but I gotta tell you…….. this stuff. Oh man.
Take a favorite cooler-weather culinary pleasure (in this case, a satisfyingly steamy bowl of something yummy), take out the copious amounts of carbs (think potatoes, pasta, bread, beans), add in a plentiful pack of superabundant sustenance (like, ya know, just some major vitamin, mineral, antioxidant action), and you will end up with this amazing bowl of body and soul satisfaction.