Okay, so this is basically the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever made in my entire life.
And I am not sorry about it one little teeny tiny bit.
It’s already two weeks into January, which means we have SUFFICIENTLY repented for the indulgences of December. It’s totally time for some peanut butter banana bread topped with a peanut butter glaze and brown sugar-candied bacon. Right? Work with me, people.
It’s January 4th, which means that well-intentioned resolution-makers are busy strapping on their FitBits, busting their ass at those pilates classes, and eating kale like it’s goin’ out of style.
Unless you’re me and you broke your toe by running into a couch on the last day of 2014 and you’re spending a whole lot of time with your bffs sweatpants and remote control. That’s cool too, right?
At least I have the kale part.
I have an important question for you: how do you feel about mac n’ cheese at Thanksgiving?
Personally, I’m all for a little Thanksgiving adventurousness and like to try at least a few new recipes each year. And if that adventurousness involves pasta, cheese, and big hunks of meaty Italian bacon, I’m even more on-board. But I know many, many Thanksgiving purists too, and that’s totally cool! If you’re in the traditional turkey/gravy/stuffing/mashed potatoes/sweet potato casserole no-weird-stuff-no-way-no-how camp, stick around because I have an awesome classic Turkey day side recipe comin’ atcha next week, so just hold tight up in here.
So a couple of weeks ago I was looking through the archives of this here food blog and it struck me that I haven’t made a pasta recipe in over a year. Not a single solitary carb-a-licious one. This is obviously completely NOT indicative of how much time I spend eating/thinking about/dreaming about pasta. You know that, right? We know each other better than that? Just making sure here.