Oh boy, is this a whole lot of reward for very little work!
Just what I'm all about these days. Life is biz-zay.
Anyhow, I mixed some al-dente cooked baby penne (the big ones freak me out) with a box of thawed and drained frozen spinach, a block of danish feta, 150ml cream, salt, pepper, a dash of grated nutmeg and a sprinkle of red pepper flakes. I then topped it with grated cheese and baked it in a 180C oven for 20 or so minutes while I fed the baby and put her to bed. I browned the top under the grill. Amen.
I ate it the next day for lunch too, and although it wasn't as creamy, it was still awesome. The only problem was I had to eat it with a wooden coffee stirrer stick because I forgot a fork, and you have to pay for the plastic ones at the uni cafeteria. That sucks the big one. I soon got the hang of spearing it and getting it to my mouth without incident... in fact, I only dropped one piece in my lap, and even almost managed to hide it from my lunch acquaintance. Classy.
I'm teased constantly by my husband for being a gumby while eating. I have the best table manners of anyone I know, I eat tiny bites with even tinier cutlery, and I STILL manage to spill at least something.
Tell me - am I normal? Do you spill stuff too? I don't mean to! Argh!
