So, in such dull snowy moments, I have decided that the best way to spice my bittery blues is to whirl together (with my plus one taking the lead, of course) a satisfying supper that awakes my snowy slumbers for a tip-top tummy enticer.
Influenced by a recent purchase of a simple and satisfyingly-discounted sauce book, Mr. B invented a heavy liquid blend to drown my favorite delicate whole-grain pasta in the utmost perfect fashion. Simply, he married a large splash of heavy cream and a generous amount of butter (gasp!) with a decent-sized garlic clove and several dashes of black pepper to create a mega-calorie feast for us both. Selecting a smoked salmon to be paired amongst the noodles and the sauce -- a decision made only because he believed it deserved a second-chance after his first Philly Roll episode -- may have been one of his best decisions, and one extremely oogling to anyone who is a) starving (as I always am) and b) seafood-craved (yes, please!).
Together, the symphony of a sea creature and its wheat mate dipped in a succulent, yet simple sauce, crafts a comforting plate ideal for a cozy evening-in sans chilly toes and frost-bitten noses.
