Dinner

Lately, I've been watching a lot of Chopped. It's like the American Idol of The Food Network.

Whenever I watch the show, I get an urge to dash to my kitchen and let my inner chef sprout amidst bare cupboards and expired freezer food. However, I am always quickly reminded of my minimal cooking intuition.

See exhibit A: 

February 6, 2012 As you can guess, dinner wasn't quite as successful as I hoped it would be. I attempted to make gnocchi--attempt being the key word here (notice how my dinner looks like steamed rollie pollie bugs). I also attempted to make the meal less fattening by mixing a little bit of my already 50% less fattening alfredo sauce with a lot of bit of almond milk.

Note to self: that combination is no bueno...er...non va bene. Combine that with whole-wheat gnocchi and you've got yourself an undelightful, wanna-be-Italian dinner.

Or in other words, you have yuck!

Another note to self: if you're going to eat Italian, eat Italian. No more of this whole-wheat nonsense. And give me 100% cheese, pa-lease!

I ate three bites and decided to ship it straight to the tupperwear. Maybe 14 hours in the fridge will make it taste better. Leftovers will be interesting tomorrow

...and my tummy's still grumbling.