So someone spent a little bit of time drooling over this crazy awesome blog. And that same someone got inspired to cook “chick food” for dinner. And that someone’s spouse felt all kinds of inspiration to eat the chick food despite that he’s not a chick.

I never make pasta. I love it too much. It’s hardcore danger zone for me. And last night was no exception. I ate waaaayyyy too much Pasta Primavera. I didn’t skimp on the cream, just like the Pioneer Woman advises. It was so delicious.

I’m hoping to reverse some of the damage with a tofu scramble tonight.