Night Cheese

God I love cheese. It’s one of the many things I have in common with Liz Lemon (brunette, socially awkward feminists, ftw!) 

Homegirl just gets me. 

Seriously, cheese is actually the best. One time my sister told me that it takes all of her willpower not to eat cream cheese straight out of the tub. And the other one said sometimes she just wants to take a bite directly out of a block of cheddar. So clearly, this is a deep-seated and genetically based love.

I have been waiting for a long time to try out Moosewood’s ricotta gnocchi AKA “balls of cheese”. I also made a pasta sauce called “Mondo Bizzaro” which is kinda like a pesto on crack (if crack is spinach and tomato). The sauce probably would’ve benefitted from more garlic, but I ran out and forgot to get some at the store yesterday. But it also includes Parmesan, which upped the cheese ratio even more. Another plus was that I got to use my new handheld blender I got for Christmas (Thanks Grandma!) Although, blended spinach and basil looks kind of gross. It’s like a bright green paste. It smells pretty good though.

High five for cooking skills! 

            I don’t have a whole ton else to say other than this was a totally delicious and simple dinner that was much needed. My last semester as an undergraduate has been absolutely crazy so far. And it’s only been two weeks. I’m taking quite a heavy class load in order to be able to finish my program on time and I have to do 4.5 hours a week of in-class student teaching—up from last semester which was about 2 hours a week. Those placements haven’t actually started yet; Monday is day one. In addition to all that time in the classroom, I have to drive out a ways to get to the schools, and there’s no time to go back and forth. Which means I basically will have to chill out at coffee house in between placements. And, I mean, I love coffee, but it means I have to massively schedule my time even more to make sure I can get everything done. So stress levels are a bit high.

            To console myself, I will just keep eating cheese. Cheese and pasta: God’s gift to the world.

We do Saturday nights right.