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Bean Soup also know as Pasta Fagioli

Oct3

Talking today about Italian Bean soup.  It was my aunt’s birthday the other day so I baked some cupcakes made her a card and brought her lunch. The Lunch was pasta Fagioli I am no even sure if this how you spell it.

This soups warms you from the inside out.

Pasta Fagiola is an Italian bean soup. It’s delicious if you make it right. It’s really awful if you make it wrong. It’s a  soup that will turn into a  thick bowl of pasta if you are not careful.

I have been struggling for years to find just the right combination of ingredients. Believe me I have tried so many ,they are either too complicated,time consuming or just plain blah. So one day I looked on the Barilla website . “Who knows pasta better than Barilla? ” There it was a simple recipe I could make my own. I can now say I have successfully produced a tasty bowl of Pasta Fagioli

celery,onions,diced or shredded carrots garlic,chicken broth,diced tomatoes and canolini beans,salt and pepper fresh spinach to top if off and grated italian cheese olive oil and a little butter

Romance

Sep12
This is an old memory

Romance is in the heart of the beholder.

What does romance mean to you? Is it flowers, candle light dinners, or sexy lingerie. Yes these are all romantic and quick ways to impress.
To me romance is just like a moment.
The first romantic thing my husband did for me was? Before we were married I made dinner for him at his apartment. I made a chicken parmesan, pasta and a garden salad. Dessert was a 5 layer torte with home made whip cream. We finished dinner and it was time for me to make the whip cream, No electric mixer.So I whipped the cream manually a big task for anyone to conquer.

My husband came to pick me up for our next date and he had a surprise for me.
I opened the package It was a brand new electric mixer for me. It made me smile, It may sound weird but thats what I called romantic. He knew the whip cream wasn’t easy to make with out one so he took a little extra time to think of me and buy me a mixer. That to me is romance. I still have the mixer but it was upgraded to a kitchen aid with a mixing bowl. I can’t bring myself to throw the old electric mixer away.