gnocchi
why is it that the allure of gnocchi always outweighs my enjoyment of them when i eat?
for some reason, several nights ago, i saw the potatoes in the fridge and decide to make gnocchi for me and the boys. a mess and a half later, i didn't feel at all satisfied, only gross- like i'd eaten potato and flour balls of goop.
the sauce, though, wasn't too bad (not great though): butter, white wine, chix stock, rosemary, s/p, and diced tomatoes. not great, but not terrible. that's another thing-- i never know how to appropriatly dress gnocchi.
but the brussels sprouts were good (though i don't know how to plate them very nicely).


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