On this most ridiculously hot October day, we set about making Pasta with a Lot of Mussel, for which we had very high hopes. Five star rating hopes, if truth be told. We fried sliced chorizo (omitting the called for oil) then added chopped garlic, red onion, carrot, celery and thyme, with some salt and pepper. White wine and fire roasted tomatoes were added, simmered for a while, then joined by the scrubbed mussels. Once the mussels opened, they were removed from the pan and put under a foil blanket to keep warm, while the cooked spaghetti was tossed in the sauce with a handful of parsley. The mussels were served on top of the pasta, with crusty bread on the side.
The mussels were good and the chorizo was excellent. Spaghetti is always a winner. The pasta sauce, whilst pleasant enough, was pretty disappointing. It tasted very much like a soup or stew base before the interesting bits are added. I think the carrots and celery were responsible for that. If we made this again, I would certainly add some red pepper flakes and probably omit the carrot and celery. Some roasted red peppers would have been a nice addition.
We had a minor celebration for A’s birthday tomorrow with our Sunday morning playdate friends. Things were going well until A had a complete and utter meltdown when we wouldn’t let her eat an entire plate of cupcakes. They weren’t even piggy cupcakes, but they did have sprinkles and pink icing, both of which she seemed pretty happy with, much more so than the cake, really. I may as well have used a packet mix or just bought them ready-made. Nevertheless, tonight I will be making the piggy cupcakes for her to take to daycare in the morning. Last night, having trecked round every shop in our neighbourhood looking for pink marshmallows or similar, it was too late to make three batches of cakes and ice them, so I better get me back in the 90 degree kitchen and sweat some more. Tomorrow we will be having Big Bistro Burgers with Caramelized Shallots on Grilled Bread with Beet and Goat Cheese Salad, and hopefully one day soon after we’ll be having a baby. Whilst in no way ready for a newborn, I am so done with being pregnant. It’s been fun, well aside from the almost 5 months of puking, but now I am ready to be able to walk upstairs without having contractions or being out of breath. Baby, please.