We had leftovers again. And by we, I mean the Mister and I had leftovers. I made something really special for the short people, in honour of O’s pal who spent the day with us. Pally’s mom had quite the day today, a very intense funeral this morning, and then was setting up for a rummage sale to benefit the youth mission trip at our church. Pally was here to give her mama a break, as if that was possible today. One thing about Pally: she eats fruit, jelly sandwiches, salami, bologna, and spaghetti and meatballs. Throughout the course of the day, the children ate very nearly every last bit of fruit in the house, and I was not about to introduce the idea of jelly sandwiches to my children, and I have no cold cuts (almost typed cold butts, there. That would have been funny.).
I give you Pally’s Spaghetti.
In a large pot, bring lightly salted water to a boil. When it’s good and rolling, dump in some spaghetti. NOT WHOLE GRAIN SPAGHETTI, FOOL, JUST PLAIN, OLD, REGULAR SPAGHETTI. And no shapes. Just the kind in the straight lines. Don’t go and get all crazy on me now.
Cook boring spaghetti for 8-10 minutes, or until it’s as mushy as you like it. Drain spaghetti, but don’t rinse it. Dump it in a big bowl.
Open a jar of plain, old, boring sauce, and pour it over the spaghetti. Combine spaghetti and sauce with tongs, or however you like to do it, but keep it simple.
Slap some of that yummy stuff on the plate of a four year old and you will be a hero. And hold the sprinkle cheese, for crying out loud.
P.S. You can find the outrageously good dinner eaten by The Mister and me at The Pioneer Woman Cooks.