Disappearing Spaghetti Squash Fritatta

 
This could easily have been called easy fritatta, or delicious fritatta, but I named it disappearing fritatta because when I made it it looked huge and I intended on eating only half of it…then I went back for another piece…then another, well you get the picture.  Here’s how to make it.
Split the squash lengthwise and scoop out the seeds. Cook the squash by either baking it, boiling, or microwaving (I baked mine), then shred the interior with a fork, which resembles spaghetti, hence the squash’s name.

Combine the squash with a couple eggs and other ingredients. I added raw onion, bell pepper, shredded Buffalo Wing Cheddar Cheese, a little garlic, and a pinch of gray sea salt. Mix the items together, then pour them into a preheated oven-proof skillet that contains a few tablespoons virgin olive oil. Place the pan in a preheated oven for about 10 minutes…enough time to pour yourself a glass of wine, cut some fruit, etc. I did eat this with a glass of wine and I couldn’t help but think of the title of one of my favorite food books, An Omelet and a Glass of Wine, by Elizabeth David…the food writer who not only inspired the way I write about food, but actually influenced how I cook…but that’s another story, or at least another blog post.

By the time I poured my wine, washed and cut an apple, fed my dogs and toasted a slice of bread the fritatta was done, and it was delicious.

>Disappearing Spaghetti Squash Fritatta

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This could easily have been called easy fritatta, or delicious fritatta, but I named it disappearing fritatta because when I made it it looked huge and I intended on eating only half of it…then I went back for another piece…then another, well you get the picture.  Here’s how to make it.
Split the squash lengthwise and scoop out the seeds. Cook the squash by either baking it, boiling, or microwaving (I baked mine), then shred the interior with a fork, which resembles spaghetti, hence the squash’s name.

Combine the squash with a couple eggs and other ingredients. I added raw onion, bell pepper, shredded Buffalo Wing Cheddar Cheese, a little garlic, and a pinch of gray sea salt. Mix the items together, then pour them into a preheated oven-proof skillet that contains a few tablespoons virgin olive oil. Place the pan in a preheated oven for about 10 minutes…enough time to pour yourself a glass of wine, cut some fruit, etc. I did eat this with a glass of wine and I couldn’t help but think of the title of one of my favorite food books, An Omelet and a Glass of Wine, by Elizabeth David…the food writer who not only inspired the way I write about food, but actually influenced how I cook…but that’s another story, or at least another blog post.

By the time I poured my wine, washed and cut an apple, fed my dogs and toasted a slice of bread the fritatta was done, and it was delicious.

93 Million Miles

 
I love this photo; I took it this past Sunday; there’s more snow on the ground now. This is a photo of the board I use to walk the Mundo up into my house (the bike weighs 60 lbs with nothing on it). Anyhow, what I like about the photo is the pattern of snow on the sidewalk…It was a bitter cold day and the sun still managed to burn away the snow on the walk, but left the snow in the shadow  of the board because it was a few degrees cooler. The sun, by the way, is something like 93 million miles from us. Amazing and beautiful at the same time.

>93 Million Miles

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I love this photo; I took it this past Sunday; there’s more snow on the ground now. This is a photo of the board I use to walk the Mundo up into my house (the bike weighs 60 lbs with nothing on it). Anyhow, what I like about the photo is the pattern of snow on the sidewalk…It was a bitter cold day and the sun still managed to burn away the snow on the walk, but left the snow in the shadow  of the board because it was a few degrees cooler. The sun, by the way, is something like 93 million miles from us. Amazing and beautiful at the same time.

Kids Can Say The Darnedest Things

 

It snowed today, but that’s not unusual for this time of year. It was also cold, but that’s not unusual either. But here’s a quick story that is. Or if not unusual it’s at least rather funny…sort of

I rode the Mundo to the health club this evening for a steam and a swim. The facility is also a family center which has an after school program. And often when I (and many) arrive shortly before the dinner hour for a quick workout parents are there picking up their children…it’s often a bustling time with a lot of coming and going. In fact, I’m usually glad that I ride a bike for the simple reason that (car) parking spaces are difficult to come by at that time.

Anyhow, as I’m coasting up to the building on the Mundo in a mild snow shower there is a parent coming out the door with a young boy in tow. Upon seeing me his eyes became as big as saucers and he holds up his hand, points at me, and shrills rather loudly, “Look mommy, there’s a crazy man riding a bike in the snow!” People stared; his mom looked horrified; I just smiled as I locked up my bike.

I will admit I sometimes wonder if I’m not a little crazy for riding year round (why can’t I be more like “normal people,” I sometimes wonder, and drive a car more often). But then I remember how much more I enjoy riding a bike, being out in the elements and propelling myself. What bothered me the most about the comment, I think, is that the adults probably think I’m a little nuts, too (I can’t tell you how many times people say things like, “man, you’re really hardcore”). But all I’m doing is riding a bike. In many other countries a huge percentage of their population rides year round…it’s just how it is; it makes the most sense. But here (in America), unfortunately, you’re seen as an oddball.

The best part I think is that kids say what they think; they do not yet have a societal filter ingrained in them like adults. But I always have liked to live on the fringe, so yes little boy, I am a little crazy…but crazy in a good way, I believe.

>Kids Can Say The Darnedest Things

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It snowed today, but that’s not unusual for this time of year. It was also cold, but that’s not unusual either. But here’s a quick story that is. Or if not unusual it’s at least rather funny…sort of

I rode the Mundo to the health club this evening for a steam and a swim. The facility is also a family center which has an after school program. And often when I (and many) arrive shortly before the dinner hour for a quick workout parents are there picking up their children…it’s often a bustling time with a lot of coming and going. In fact, I’m usually glad that I ride a bike for the simple reason that (car) parking spaces are difficult to come by at that time.

Anyhow, as I’m coasting up to the building on the Mundo in a mild snow shower there is a parent coming out the door with a young boy in tow. Upon seeing me his eyes became as big as saucers and he holds up his hand, points at me, and shrills rather loudly, “Look mommy, there’s a crazy man riding a bike in the snow!” People stared; his mom looked horrified; I just smiled as I locked up my bike.

I will admit I sometimes wonder if I’m not a little crazy for riding year round (why can’t I be more like “normal people,” I sometimes wonder, and drive a car more often). But then I remember how much more I enjoy riding a bike, being out in the elements and propelling myself. What bothered me the most about the comment, I think, is that the adults probably think I’m a little nuts, too (I can’t tell you how many times people say things like, “man, you’re really hardcore”). But all I’m doing is riding a bike. In many other countries a huge percentage of their population rides year round…it’s just how it is; it makes the most sense. But here (in America), unfortunately, you’re seen as an oddball.

The best part I think is that kids say what they think; they do not yet have a societal filter ingrained in them like adults. But I always have liked to live on the fringe, so yes little boy, I am a little crazy…but crazy in a good way, I believe.

Thoreau on Simplicity

As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.  
~Henry David Thoreau

 
I love the above quote. Sometimes–like now for example–I feel as if my life is becoming overly complicated; out of balance. Mostly, I feel I have too much stuff and I try to do too many things in one day; I’ve become cluttered on many levels. Every so often I need to step back and take a look, to assess things. I came across the above quote this morning and felt as if it was written specifically for me. Anyhow, I thought it was too good not to share. I hope you find it as aspiring as I do.

>Thoreau on Simplicity

>As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.  
~Henry David Thoreau

 
I love the above quote. Sometimes–like now for example–I feel as if my life is becoming overly complicated; out of balance. Mostly, I feel I have too much stuff and I try to do too many things in one day; I’ve become cluttered on many levels. Every so often I need to step back and take a look, to assess things. I came across the above quote this morning and felt as if it was written specifically for me. Anyhow, I thought it was too good not to share. I hope you find it as aspiring as I do.

Surf el Mundo

Now this is something you can be guaranteed I will not be doing anytime soon on my Mundo…but it’s fun to be a spectator. Bikes can move a person from point A to point B; bikes can carry many different and odd shaped items; but most importantly, bikes can be fun (though to me, these days, a bike is more fun with my ass firmly planted on the seat). But it sure looks like this guy is having fun.

>Surf el Mundo

>Now this is something you can be guaranteed I will not be doing anytime soon on my Mundo…but it’s fun to be a spectator. Bikes can move a person from point A to point B; bikes can carry many different and odd shaped items; but most importantly, bikes can be fun (though to me, these days, a bike is more fun with my ass firmly planted on the seat). But it sure looks like this guy is having fun.