January swept in with a cold clarity that brought out all the yearning for heavy, succulent dishes. Aren't we supposed to be eating 'clean' this time of year? Instead, my longing to eat well butts up against the need to cook things that will be eaten with gusto. Why can't we salivate at the thought of a cool, crisp salad? Maybe in July when sweat is trickling down my back just by stepping outdoors...but in January? I wish.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
My son, still home until the weekend until he heads back to that cold apple of a city, said he wanted spaghetti....spicy. I like spicy. I clicked open Pinterest and proceeded to do a search and per usual, got five thousand versions of spicy spaghetti. I went with one titled Fra Diavolo which translates as 'Brother Devil' and holy red pepper did the name fit. The only pepper it called for WAS red pepper flakes. As the sauce was reducing and the pasta simmering I was excited to taste. I like nothing better than trying something different especially when I was cooked out from all the holiday gatherings.
Pasta. Garlic bread. Bliss.
The sauce was blazing and everyone's taste buds were set on fire.
That delicious kind of fire.
As follows is the recipe take from the delicious blog Baker by Nature. I did add a pound of fried ground beef to the sauce. I made a special run to Doughty Valley Meats to buy it because there is no other ground beef. That being said, my husband did say to cut the heat by half next time. My son said add more. Shall we meet somewhere in the middle?