I've never considered myself a cook. As in, I can't cook. Or bake. Unless you want tacos or some cakebox cookies. I can handle those two things tolerably well.

So when I got my produce on Saturday and included were some artichokes, I was lost as to what to make with them. I steamed them and they turned out horribly. Luckily, the hearts were still edible, so I made up a recipe for them. Yes, made it up. And miraculously it turned out pretty dang well.

Here's out it went down:

3/4 cup artichoke hearts (cubed)
1 1/4 cups tomatoes (cubed)
1 cup onions (diced)
1 1/2 T. minced garlic
3 T. olive oil

I cooked the above ingredients in a skillet until the onions were getting clear (truth be told, I cooked the garlic and onions in the oil for a bit before adding the tomatoes and artichokes.)

1 1/2 cups milk
1/3 cup flour
Italian seasoning

I whisked the above together, then poured it into the hot skillet with everything else, adding about 3 tablespoons of butter. It thickened up pretty quickly, which I was pretty pleased about. I think the 3/4 cup of parmesan cheese helped with that, too.

I cooked some elbow macaroni and added my sauce/paste on top. Seriously, when I dared take a bite, I was shocked that it didn't taste like dirt. Like I said, it was a miracle. It tasted way good. Even my roommates agreed, and they don't lie. ... often.

OK, so the pictures make it look pretty bland, but I promise it was not.

A couple days before this recipe, I made fajitas, sans meat. They were way good, too. Seriously, I'm suddenly becoming a competent female! Ha ha. I included onions, bell peppers and tomatoes, plus garlic, olive oil, seasoning salt and lime juice. Mmmm.

So in conclusion, this whole vegetarian thing is pretty fun. I kinda wanted a hamburger today, but that passed pretty quickly. Not that I won't eat one come Monday. Or maybe I'll just start with some tuna.

P.S. I've been watching the old school BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice." I forgot how funny it is. And how awesome Colin Firth is. The Lizzy in the version still kinda bugs me, but everything else is pretty spectacular. Just sayin'.


  1. I am jealous of your culinary skills and your will power to stick to your goal. Way to go.

  2. Actually, I don't think the food looks bland. It looks tasty to me.
    I like the Lizzy in the BBC version, except when she sounds like she's going to laugh but doesn't. Those were the days, when the Gosney girls watched them together each summer.