As I’m typing this, I’m currently sitting on what has to be one of the longest train rides to Seattle I’ve ever sat on. I’m too cheap to buy anything to eat or drink on the train so all I can think about is how is how I regret not bringing the left over fired chicken.
Well, I’m back.
No, really this time.
This post marks the halfway point of midterms in the MBA program. Still, if you ask me, it feels more like the second year at this point. Heck, you might notice that I don’t really do much in the way of comical pre-emblems to most of these posts anymore, but I digress. This year, I’m going super cheap with my menu choices due to my very limited budget. With that in mind, I have a surprisingly affordable recipe for Alfredo Sauce.
The other day, I was thinking about my little brother and how , I instinctively assume his diet consist of cereal, pop tarts and, pizza pockets. I know that isn’t true, but hey, he’s my little brother. The only time I’ve ever seen him make a meal that didn’t involve small kitchen appliances was the time he spent a couple weeks subsidizing himself on cinnamon toast. To this day, he only eats cinnamon toast when he knows I’m going to make it. Not to mention his Mac & Cheese phase. Ugh, he’s the only person I know who actually tired to freestyle Mac & Cheese from a box because he didn’t want to read the directions. Even though that was years ago, I still assume its his ongoing cooking habit. Which is a good thing because it brings up to the point of this post: transition away from what I like to call “survival cooking.”
In honor me contemplating how much I love choose your own adventure books, I’m going to let you choose your own pre-emblem. Remember, no peaking!
Many years ago, in my high school cooking class, Mrs. Mathews gave the class a spaghetti and garlic bread assignment. Two things stand out about that day. First, she had us make our own pasta, which blew my mind. The mere fact that normal people could make their own spaghetti noodles was shocking to me. Second, Mrs. Mathews wanted us to put carrots in the spaghetti sauce. I’ll never forget when she came up to my group’s station, looked at the sauce and comment on how the carrots gave it a robust color. It was all I could do to not give her some side eye. I mean seriously, carrots in a spaghetti sauce? If I were Italian, I’d die a little on the inside at the mere sight of the weird orange color that the sauce displayed.
Flash forward fifteen years and I’m going to give you guys a recipe for a spaghetti sauce with carrots in it. Heck, were going to take it further off the grid. Not only are going maverick with the carrots, but we are also going to make our own noodles. Sort of. Instead of using grain noodles, we’re going to use vegetable noodles. Why deviate so much from the traditional Italian flare?
Because this is America, not Italy. If Italy has beef with that, we can take it outside.
Has anyone read a Dance with Dragons?
In it, there is a character by the name of Melisandre who is a sorcerous. Melisandre explains that she likes to make difficult spells appear to be cast with the greatest of ease to make herself seem impressive. I’m the opposite of that when it comes to cooking, I want you to think I struggled for hours to get that meal to your table. Which brings us to my point: the theme for this recipe is pseudo. Why? Because pseudo is a fancy word for fake and I’m pretentious. This is a chicken noodle soup recipe where the chicken and the soup are optional. It’s also a chicken noodle soup recipe that only takes about 30 minutes or so. This is important because chicken noodle soup made completely from scratch could take hours make.