Midnight Adventures in Polenta

I could be like a normal person and have a midnight snack of ice cream, but I dcecided to go classy and try polenta for the first time.

My first sign I knew I would like it?

It looks like cookie dough.

I desperately need new baking sheets. Look how black that is.

Something I wish I knew before hand- its full of water. That discovery led to a few minutes of swearing as I cleaned it up off the floor.

I sliced it and baked it with a few brussels sprouts. Which I forgot to take a picture of.

But what should I garnish it with? I thought spagetti sauce would be a good touch.

But was it still good?

Not even close.

I tossed it and chose an equally delicious substitute:

Tapatio: Heaven’s nectar

Diet Coke with Lime: Now with more over-priced ginger ale taster!

I’ll be a foodie yet. Just look at the expert execution of the foodie “sliced fan presentation.” Flawless.

And then I had an ice cream cone. Because I wanted one.

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