The Pleasures of Two, Cooking

The other night a friend of mine called me up, wanting to do something. I was tired and broke, so invited him to share a meal with me.

The pleasures of two, cooking are wonderful. First of all, the warmth, light and comfort of a kitchen are perfect for casual banter and occasionally R-rated jokes. And figuring out what to make, and having someone else cut the onions makes me so happy.

The dinner was fine, a simple tortellini recipe and apple crumble for dessert. But he told me his version of the I-don't-want-to-cook pasta, which is:

Pasta, the type you love,

Olive oil

Diced tomatoes and onions, stewed on the stovetop with spices, and

Feta crumbled on top.

I think a nice addition would be black olives to make it truly Mediterranean.

But this entry is more to emphasize the point that the best part of cooking is the sharing, and working together, and enjoying a meal with someone you care about.

So even if it's just noodles and veggies, the meal can be made with the right company.

Chinchin!