That's-a one spicy meatball!

Ok, they weren't really spicy, because preggo doesn't eat spicy food. They were still delicious though!

First, we took some ground beef and seasoned it. We used seasoned salt and some pepper, but you can add a lot of other things. I personally like basil, but that's just me. I'd add basil to nearly anything. Seriously. Name a food, and I'll try it with basil.

Then, Teri shaped them into balls. She likes them because they look like tiny hamburgers. I didn't have the heart to tell her that they are, in fact, tiny hamburgers.

Once that was done, we heated a couple of tablespoons of oil in a pan. We heated the oil over medium heat, then turned it down to a lower heat when we added the meat.

Once the meatballs were brown, we served them with spaghetti sauce on top of spaghetti noodles. We also poured some Parmesan cheese on top. We're white, we like cheese. So sue us.

Mmmm, yummy. Be jealous. Actually, don't. This post is over, so be good to yourselves.

Kitchen adventure!

I just finished cooking dinner with my friend/little brother Jonathan, with all the preparatory work handled by our friend Liz. It was simple, chicken alfredo made with sauce from a jar, but it was a pleasant experience. There's nothing quite like sharing a kitchen with someone you are comfortable with. It's like starting a creative venture together. You're forced to be close to each other, and so you accept that person in your personal space. Usually I don't like to share a kitchen because of that closeness, but with good friends I don't mind at all.

After cooking, we shooed away Jonathan's cat, Kitten, while we ate. We listened to his jazz-fusion and made cheesy jokes together. I wonder which was cheesier: the jokes, or the pasta?

Happy times.