Last night was pasketti night. Now that's not some cool, foreign dish. That's how I used to say spaghetti when I was a kid. Try saying it out loud because it's actually kind of cute: PA-SKET-E.
Angry and I were in Galena, Illinois, in July and we found a great pasta store called Pasta Perfetta. No, I'm not getting any freebies for posting their link here; I just like their stuff.
We bought a bunch of flavored pasta there and they're delightful. Last night we tried the Southwestern Chipotle flavor. When it's done cooking all you need is some olive oil and, of course, cheese! For those of you that were wondering, it does have a bit of heat to it. Not enough to make your mouth burn but just a small kick to liven things up.
|Does 'extra' virgin mean that it has never been kissed?|
|I'm from Wisconsin. We make (and love) cheese. I probably used half this sucker!|
I set the pasta to boil for four minutes:
|Don't forget to cook your pasta. It's too crunchy otherwise!|
As usual, I
|Did I drink the entire bottle? I'm not telling.|
We added some garlic bread to our dinner. Unfortunately, it is store bought. I'm a lazy cook (and a crummy one to boot) so this is what you get at my house!
|Directions: 1. Open box 2. Put on cookie sheet 3. Bake|
The pasta was cooked to perfection (if I do say so myself), tossed with the olive oil, and topped with shredded cheese. Easy peasy and tasty.
|More wine please!|
Oh, and let's not forget the fancy schmancy dessert that I served:
|What can I say? I love chocolate and it's good for the soul!|
Dinner was served in less than 15 minutes and that includes spending a lot of time taking pictures!! Hey haters? I hope you enjoy your misery as much as I enjoyed my dinner!