pumpkin & pasta, just in time for autumn

I am stuffed, so stuffed.

I can barely breathe…. why oh why?!

I need to stop eating, I mean seriously, this could get dangerous.

I love our Sunday cook days with absolutely every fiber of my being, but this could realistically become a health hazard. How am I supposed to say “no” though when the smells wafting throughout the kitchen are like heaven. How am I supposed to deny myself this things. This creamy, rich, comforting pasta. Tell me?!

I’d go as far as saying that anyone who purposefully denies themselves such a meal even though they really, really want to eat it are slightly masochistic or self-loathing. There I said it, that’s how I feel. So then why am I the one laying on the couch feeling like a balloon that’s about to *pop*.

I’ll tell you why, it’s because mel is evil. He makes these things that no sane human being would deny. Rich, hot pumpkin pasta. This is why I love autumn. This is why I hate mel.

Hate is a strong word, maybe I just dislike him a little in this instant. I’ll get over it. I think it’s time to share though.

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