Pasta alla Nerano is a quick and simple summer pasta dish. It’s the perfect thing to make if you have a surplus of zucchini. The sauce is light and delicious and yet flavorful due to the two different types of cheese.
It’s not summer if there isn’t massive amounts of zucchini everywhere. You’re probably experiencing this too. You go to the grocery store and the zucchini is marked down so cheap that you can’t say no. And so you don’t, but then you don’t know what to do with it. One can only have grilled zucchini so many times, you know?
Also, I think it’s weird that zucchini is literally everywhere but its flower – the zucchini flower – is kinda this rare, expensive little bird that people oooo and ahhhh at. Why aren’t there more? Doesn’t each zucchini get a flower too? Is this how this works? Nature confuses me.
This salad is ribboned, which I’m obsessed with because it’s soooo pretty. And it being ribboned means you can eat the zucchini raw like it ain’t no thang. Also, I love ribbons. It’s my dream to have big organized drawers in my home full of ribbons. What I would do with them? Who cares. I love ribbons!
This pizza is delicious. Like, really delicious. I think you should make it. And then I think you should take the next logical step and eat it…just don’t go eating it and then go shopping for a bathing suit, ’cause that’s just an awful idea.
I know it’s an awful idea because that’s just what I did. From said horrific shopping experience, I have a few ideas on how to make buying “outside underwear” a little more tolerable.
Rule 1: Don’t go to a place that rhymes with Schmorever 21 and expect bathing suits to fit well. They’re $7 for a reason.
Rule 2: Get “dressed” to go shopping. By “dressed” I mean put on some makeup, brush your hair. Look, you’re gonna be super annoying and overly self-critical, so at least look your very best. It helps.
Rule 3: American Apparel swimsuits are all a lil’ slutty looking. I think that’s the point. Sadface.
Rule 4: Like seriously, don’t go trying on swimsuits after a big meal. It’s just a sucky idea. Even if you don’t look full, you feel full. Just ugh.
Rule 5: Basically, don’t go to stores to try on swimsuits. Period. Buy them on a credit card and try them on at home and returns the ones that don’t work. Lesson learned.
For some reason, though stores have been selling clothes for, like, hundreds of years, most of them still haven’t figured out flattering dressing room lighting. WHY? It really can’t be THAT difficult. I mean, they put people on the moon…and have, like, multiple times.
*Annnnd, end swimsuit rant*
I realized something yesterday…
Making fries in various vegetable varieties is kind of my jam. I’m starting to think it’s my life calling to make fries out of just about anything…except potatoes. I have no interest in making French fries…I can just buy those from In-n-Out.
First there were Portobello Fries that I made for you, me…and Kate Moss.
Then…Avocado Fries. I mean…I’ve made them twice since Caroline originally posted them. Amazeballs.
Next there were Spicy Carrot Fries. And then…if I cut these pickles differently, they totally would’ve been pickle fries instead of pickle chips. But seriously, who cares. They were dipped in batter and fried. And then I ate like a hundred with a beer. End of story.
And now I give you these Zucchini Fries. With not one, but two dipping sauces!! Dipping sauces are important. Are you the type that has bbq sauces and hot sauces from fast food restaurants in your glove compartment?!
Yeah, me neither.
I roasted some garlic and made into an aioli. This was a good idea.
And Sriracha Mayonnaise. Ummmm…hello!!! It was delicious. You should do this.
Before we continue with talk about zucchini and cheese and butter, can I get emotional on you for a second?
Warning: This might get awkward.
Apologies in advance, but I have to comment on Jennifer Perillo. As many of you know, Jennie, last week, lost her husband. People reached out and asked how they could help. And all she asked from people was to make a peanut butter pie and share it with their loved ones.
And then…something magical happened: everyone did. All of you did. And it was incredible. I’ve never been so proud to be a part of a group of people as much as I was last week. So I wanted to thank you. And tell you you’re all so incredibly beautiful. It can all be ripped from us so quickly, can’t it? So fragile. So delicate. That’s the one commonality we all understood…crystal clear. You all make me believe in the power of good all over again. Truly.
Alright, my tears are wiped…can we talk about butter now? Butter makes people feel better.