I have a love/hate relationship with the meal I just ate. I loved eating it, but I’ll hate the amount of exercise it’s going to take to burn it off. Fettuccine alfredo is no joke. Consider its genetic make up: butter, heavy cream, a ton of Parmesan cheese, and pasta. It’s just not funny. It’s hyper-indulgent, but I’m all for eating in moderation (remember, I don’t eat the entire cake at work), especially if the fridge and pantry odds and ends add up to Fettuccine Alfredo.
Items in the refrigerator included all of the aforementioned heart-stoppers. Additionally, I had half of a huge roasted chicken breast left over from another meal, half of a lemon, a fresh, crisp head of broccoli and a whole bunch of Italian flat leaf parsley. With that kind of line up, it felt like the odds and ends weren’t suggesting that I make a creamy, fat-laden, carbo-loaded dinner. It seemed like they were commanding it. If nothing else, I respect the odds and ends and all of their opportunities, so I went for it. I made fettuccine alfredo, thinned the sauce with fresh lemon juice, steamed some broccoli florets, and tossed in pulled chicken. It was soooooooo damn good. It was ready in less than 30 minutes, and if I had the magical powers to make pasta water boil instantly, it would have only taken about half of that.
So, the lesson of the day, Walloping Teaspooners, is that odds and ends can be a bitch on your waistline if you eat like this every night, but it’s not going to hurt too much to partake in the good stuff every once in a while, especially if it means that you’re using up ingredients that you have on hand. Worried about getting to much of the good stuff? Are you swiftly outgrowing your drawstring pants? Stop keeping heavy cream in the house!