Cooking For The Hell Of It. So There.

I know that we were doing a different theme. But I never made anything for that theme, and neither did anyone else, apparently. And it's been months since anyone has posted so I said SCREW YOU, RULES. And I just cooked something and now I'm posting it, and damn it feels good to be a gangster.

I made Pasta with Butternut Squash and Sage because it sounded good, and also because I got a Cuisinart for Christmas and I hadn't used it yet (mainly because, if I'm being honest, I was vaguely afraid of it), and here was a recipe that called for a food processor.

Report: Success! I put together the scary, razor-sharp chopping machine all by myself...and it worked! And I didn't cut off ANY fingers. In fact, it processed the shit out of those butternut squash cubes! Totally awesome.

I forgot to take pictures of the magical machine in action, though. I'm sort of out of the Poff-Coff loop. But I did realize the next day when I was eating leftovers at work that I should totally report on my results. So I took this lovely picture with my cellphone of the leftovers in action.

Squash rules.