I opened my fridge and found 1/2 eggplant and 1/2 yellow onion, plus a jar of unused tomato sauce. Thus, a star was born.
This sandwich was inspired by a lunch we had with my cousin in San Diego and it’s a keeper!
A healthy, flavorful alternative to french fried potatoes.
This is the kind of bowl food I dream about.
Or “hell yeah homemade pasta.”
I. Love. Cheese.
Moving apartments in Boston constitutes a special kind of hell, one laced with buckets of stress and sweat, plus a side of logistical misery.
My idea of success is waking up in the morning and not dreading what’s ahead of me.