your goose is probably only half-baked at this point

Several days before our 12-year wedding anniversary, my partner texted me: "I want to make food." I looked at that and my first thought was, "Who doesn't?" because cooking is one of my all-time favorite past-times.  But then my rational brain caught up and reminded me that my dear partner will cook only if he's about to drop dead from starvation because cooking just isn't his thing, so I lifted an eyebrow at my phone and responded with:  "What food do you want to make?" I got a picture in answer and lifted the other eyebrow up to meet its mate.  My not-cooking partner wanted to make cheesy meringue nests cradling a gooey egg yolk?  Yes f*cking please ! So that was awesome enough on its own, but then our anniversary showed up and I got to watch him sweat through making these things (perfectly, by the way) and get a deep, personal appreciation for the feat of getting all the pieces of a complex, skill-heavy meal done at the same time so ...

I have a wicked weakness for pizza, which is stupid because pizza is Not Good for Me and expensive. Its only redeeming quality these days is that it's a 7,000-step walk from my house to the pizza shop and back, and that's kind of negated by the fact that I get home and eat the entire pizza in one go , then fall asleep in a food coma. My relationship with pizza is complex and troubled, let me tell you. Today, we got home from our walk (same 7k-step walk, mind you, only we bought doughnuts instead of pizza, my body weeps) and I got all feisty watching my partner wash the pan he uses to make me quesadillas. What if, I thought, I (and by "I" I mean "he") made a quesadilla with mozzarella cheese and some Italian spices, then dipped it in pizza sauce? Would I get something vaguely pizza-ish? The answer is a resounding YES. It's not got the consistency of pizza, but it has the flavor, which is what I find I crave. And it's small, which means I can gor...

I ate it for breakfast anyway. And then I was sick. It's just so delicious , is all, and David made it for me before our breakfast smoothies so I was hungry and then I ate like two dishes of pudding and  my smoothie and now I'm uploading the recipe to my blog whilst curled up  on the sofa in a ball of very happy regret. Make the pudding after breakfast, is all I'm saying. And double the recipe next time, David. I ate so much of this stuff (he had a serving, too) that now we only have one serving left! ;A; (This is a fabulous way to get rid of leftover rice, by the way. Make a cup of rice, eat a quarter cup of it for lunch, whine that you don't want rice for lunch anymore, the leftover rice'll get nice and hard and  inedible as straight-up rice, and then boom! Pudding!) :} Rice Pudding is NOT a Breakfast Food Ingredients 3/4 cup uncooked rice, which you will cook 1/3 cup raisins 1/4 cup milk (I use soy) 1 tbsp Irish cream 2 cups milk (I use soy) 1/4 ...