Saturday, April 6, 2013

You can't beat Beet Pasta or something like that there!

This is a photo of the actual beet pasta dish that Lisa had last night. It was pasta made of beets naturally in a light pesto sauce with seasonal veggies and arugula and grilled chicken. She loved it. It was light and gluten free and I have to figure out how to make it for her at home.

I just have to find a source for the beet pasta. The rest is easy.

15 comments:

chickelit said...

I thought Beats in NYC were red?

Did I ever tell you about 'Dolf and Eva or the battle at Monte Cassino?

Chip S. said...

You're no edutcher.

Titus said...

That looks fucking awesome.

I do hope this food is temporary though, unless you love it.

I love all your restaurant and food postings-it would be a shame if you couldn't enjoy it.

tits.

Titus said...

I am watching the final four because I am butch.

Wichita Shit has a guy named Cleananthony.

chickelit said...

Chip S. said...
You're no edutcher.

Truth be told, I was riffing off your impression. BTW, did you ever see Rich Little chide Jimmy Stewart for not being Jimmy Stewart enough: Hilarious.

ricpic said...

I don't know anything about this gluten panic but it's been so effective that the Wegmans I shop at (huge upstate NY and Pennsy grocery chain) has set aside 2 or 3 aisles just for gluten free products. Pan frying is where it's at for me. I would substitute broccoli for the arugula and steer away from beet anything. There must be gluten free pastas or faux pastas out there but as to taste, well you'll have to go through some trial and error till you find a brand that appeals. But to repeat I just love browning beef or chicken, then sauteeing veggies and throwing in rice or pasta or potatoes, spicing just so and voila, there you are.

Titus said...

I would be delighted to have dindin at your home Ricpic.

I bet we would have a good time.

And I promise I won't hit on you.

tits.

MamaM said...

I hope you've lived long enough, ricpic,
to know he'd:

rummage through your medicine cabinet,
leave an unflushed loaf in the lou,
pilfer teaspoons from the table
kick you with his pointy toed shoe
under the guise of crossing his leg,
and talk incessantly about himself.
while consuming your provender.

Let him anywhere near a keyboard
while your back is turned,
and consider it toast knowing
There's worse things than being hit on
That could happen in your home.
Should you fail to heed these warnings
and invite him in for a meal
don't bother washing
his dinner napkin afterwards,
Just throw the sucker out.

ricpic said...

Titus, all I ask of you is to have a kid so I can be his/her Godfather. You can go out cruising or whatever, I'll stay home with the kid and spoil him/her.

MamaM -- If that's the price I'd have to pay to be a Godfather...so be it.

MamaM said...

I couldn't imagine better deal, ricpic, for you or the kid.

The farm store where younger sonM works allows customers to bring their dogs into the store with them while they shop. Yesterday, a couple brought in their two Australian Shepherds, an old dog and a younger pup. He said the old dog was "majestic", calm, well behaved and in total control; and he garnered lots of attention, while the pup, barely able to contain his energy, kept watching the other dog and trying to emulate him. It was apparently cool to see, enough so for him to come home with the story.

ndspinelli said...

Schrute Farms in Scranton, Pa. has a full line of beet pasta.

Michael Haz said...

Ah, the beet generation. So much more boring than the beat generation.

Chip S. said...

Anybody here a Doug fan?

Killer Tofu

windbag said...

I thought Scranton, Pennsylvania was famous for its bananas.

MamaM said...

Boy...
Boy, it sure must've been something.