I apologize in advance for the photo of the finished dish. I mean, come on Mags, couldn't you have at least put it in a serving bowl? Nope. I was feeling under the weather and it was all I could do to throw this together and make sure that hubby had a hot meal to come home to. When I'm sick, I prefer Dove chocolates and creamy coffee drinks (I'd hate to lose a pound or two during my illness, don't ya know,) but that doesn't mean that hubby needs to suffer along with me. Martyr Mags, that's me.
A quick trip through the pantry, fridge and freezer put this meal together in minimal time. (I use my microwave all the time to defrost meat from the freezer.) It's certainly nothing fancy, but when I finally felt well enough to eat the leftovers, I thought I'd done a fairly good job of using up some spinach that was almost ready for the dumpster, and even though I used jarred sauce, I know you'll forgive me. (Sniffle, sneeze, snot.)
Penne With Spinach And Vodka Cream Sauce
3 cups whole wheat penne (or your favorite pasta) cooked per package directions, drained
1 lb. lean ground beef (I used Laura's Lean 94/6)
1 cup diced onions
1 red bell pepper, seeded and diced
2 cloves garlic, minced
4 cups (packed) fresh baby spinach
1 (25 oz jar) vodka cream sauce, or make your own and make me jealous of you. (sniffle, sneeze)
1 1/2 cups shredded Monterey Jack cheese
1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese (plus more to pass at the table)
In a large deep skillet, brown the ground beef with the onions, red pepper and garlic. Add the spinach and stir until it is wilted. Season with salt and pepper Take two Kleenex and blow your nose. Pour one 8 ounce glass of water and take two cold medicine tablets.... your choice.
Pour one shot of Crown Royal and drink in one gulp. (Don't miss this step.)
Add the jarred vodka cream sauce to the skillet, or if you've made your own from scratch, add it and don't tell me about it.
Grab another handful of Kleenex and (you know the drill.)
Cover skillet and simmer sauce for a few minutes to marry the flavors that you won't even taste because your nose is so plugged and at this point in time, marriage is the last thing on your mind.
Add the Monterey Jack and Parmesan and stir well to melt. Add the cooked pasta and stir well to combine. Slap out the plates and forks, tell hubby to dig in, and then go lay on the couch.
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