One Day Off, One Day On

Aahhh, Friday. The best day of the week, unless it’s a pay-week. Every year, I swear I’m going to take Black Friday off, just because it always makes for such a long work day. But every year, I don’t, because I have coworkers who cook Thanksgiving meals for far more than the 3 people I cook for (one of them being myself), and I feel guilty asking for time off. So, I don’t, and I whine about being stuck at work all day. And I make cupcakes to take to my coworkers.

But when I got home, I got to work on a bowl of comfort food.

Pasta. With The Sauce.

Man this stuff is GOOD. And so simple. A can of whole, peeled tomatoes, 5 Tbsp. of butter and an onion (although if you want to get technical, you’re supposed to cut the onion in half, but I didn’t bother). 45 minutes later, it’s a tangy-sweet sauce that perfectly coats your pasta and is perfect for sopping up with some chewy, crusty bread.

I had mine with some shaved parmesan.

And a nice glass of red.

A perfect end to the week.And once again, I prove to be a crappy food blogger…How did I not know there was a new bakery coming town, or that it opened today? It’s apparently called Buttercrust, and (from what I’ve heard) is akin to a Great Harvest, but local. Even though I like baking my own bread, it’ll be nice having a local bakery in town again. I’m going to check it out tomorrow!

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2 Replies to “One Day Off, One Day On”

  1. Bakeries mean donuts! :) We only have close to our house and its not a true bakery, only donuts. I miss NCH bakery for not only their donuts but everything else they had. My mom also always shopped at Humbert’s meats. When I have more time I’d like to find some local places like that with good, local food.

    • Ah, NCH bakery! I also miss the Mt. Healthy one…When I worked at the library on Saturdays, someone would always dash across the street for donuts & juice. Buttercrust didn’t have any donuts that I saw. Plenty of croissants & cream rolls & cookies, though. I can handle that. :) I love that they do rustic-looking bread, and I hope they stick around for a LONG time. I don’t remember the name of the meat market my mom used to go to…I think it was in Forest Park. But I wish we had something like that in town…There is a meat locker in one of the (even smaller) towns around here, but I’ve never been. I should check it out one of these days!

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