Snooki. I am SO sorry, girl!
Now, before you go and put the malocchio on your rat bastard husband, talk to your mother. If she's anything like my grandmother, she'll roll her eyes and give you some good advice.
My grandmother told me two things about men:
- "Put 'em all in a paper bag, and reach in and get one."; and
- "He can put his shoes by my bed anytime."
(The second is in reference to Luciano Pavarotti.)
The first, Snooki, means that men are not all that special. You got one you like, great. Does he bring home a check? Bonus points. Does he beat you? No? He's a keeper.
And don't defend him. He doesn't need defending, YOU need defending. If you try to defend him you're just going to sound like Tammy Wynette. Or Hillary Clinton and her "vast conspiracies", something that worried me a lot more than her emails.
Ashley Madison? Better you should be biting your nails over the Republican presidential candidates.
My grandmother also taught me how to make baby artichokes. These are better than men.
Stuffed Baby Artichokes
Look for little artichokes in the store. They're hard to find. You can make this recipe with big artichokes, too, but big artichokes are a pain-in-the-ass, so keep your eye out for the little ones.
Once you have your baby artichokes (depending on their size, you'll need 6-8), trim them. You do this with a bread knife. Cut the bottom stems so that they're flat with the rest of the bottom of the artichokes and then saw off about a half-inch straight across the tops. If you want to get fancy, you can stick them in ice water while you prepared the stuffing. This opens up the leaves a little. Otherwise, just rinse the artichokes and set them aside.
Now make a stuffing. Mix about 2 cups of breadcrumbs with some grated cheese (romano, parmesan, and/or pecorino), some Italian spices (oregano, basil, parsley, etc.), garlic salt, and black pepper. If you run low, make some more. The proportions don't really matter. Mix it however it tastes good to you, but try not to overdo the basil.
Get a rectangular casserole dish and put about an inch of water in the bottom. Take the little artichokes and spread out the leaves. One at a time, sprinkle the stuffing over them (some of it will fall into the leaves) and put them in the casserole dish. Cram as many into the dish as you can, and then drizzle with olive oil. Cover the dish tightly with foil and bake in a 350 degree oven for an hour or so, until tender.
Serve with melted butter.
If you don't know how to eat an artichoke, go on Google and find a tutorial (I'm thinking YouTube). And get ready for one of the best experiences of your life.
You can't get this from Ashley Madison. Trust me.
artichokes before brosReplyDelete
the text is great and the artichokes are still a mystery to me but I will try this wonderful recipe of yours one of these days.ReplyDelete
I often think that I was so lucky meeting my husband (he's not perfect but I couldn't live without him) that when shit happens I blame it on karma. I love, no adore artichokes btw. Love you dearly :-)ReplyDelete