My husband says I
am never hungry, I am always really
hungry. I guess I must say that a
Around 11:30 this
morning I was really hungry. Breakfast had been so long ago I couldn’t
So I scrounged around
in the fridge. We had some excellent
tuna salad mixed with a confetti of purple onion and radish, but our next loaf of no-knead bread
was at least an hour from being ready to eat and I had nothing to put it
on. No crackers, even.
(We seriously need
to go to the store, but tomorrow is Farmers Market day, so I am holding off to see what I can buy local, before I buy non.)
a million condiments and the tuna, the fridge yielded only cold spaghetti and a
container of sliced onions. I munched on
toasted pumpkin seeds while I considered the possibilities.
If there is one
thing I love it is caramelized onions – incredibly sweet, slightly crunchy and
only a tiny hint of pungency. Caramelized
onions are great with orecchiette, so why not spaghetti?
I put a knob of
butter into a nonstick pan with the onions. Let them cook and brown and turn ruddy with sweetness. Added some salt. Kept cooking, til some of the onions browned,
then browned even darker on the edges. They
are sweetest right before they burn.
Added some more
butter and threw the pasta into the pan. Stirred it as the butter melted and the pasta turned golden brown with
all the good onion juices. Tipped it out
into a pasta bowl, salted and peppered it. Threw some pumpkin seeds on for good measure (they were in my hand
anyway) and tasted it. It was amazingly good. Threw on some more pumpkin
seeds, tossed it all together, and sat down to lunch.
(Some fresh grated cheese might
have been good too, but it was gone before I thought of it. So it goes.)