Last week, in this post, I mentioned this recipe.
I have not stopped thinking about it since. The colors, textures and promise of indulgences like cheese and pasta nudged even my most jaded holiday sensibilities over the line into straight up festive.
When the hubs was making a weekend trip to the store for potatoes and onions (or maybe whiskey), I handed him a list that included beautiful things like ricotta cheese, butternut squash and whole wheat noodles (and also whiskey). My plan was to save the joyous cooking for post-baby-bedtime/cocktail hour.
