Spanakopita.
Not really, but close.
I had more spinach, and made more of the mixture from the egg and spinach cups. This time, I added a few chopped up artichokes, and spread it on a puff pastry sheet. I thought it would make a nice snack/side dish appetizer. Some of them did.
I burnt quite a few… I started reading a cookbook, and forgot to set the timer. Do you ever do that?
Good thing I have dogs. I don’t feel like I am wasting food when they eat my goof-ups.
Speaking of goof ups- in high school I did a really bad thing. It’s something that has really haunted and bothered me for years- and I always wanted to apologize and make things right. I am finally getting the chance to.
It was summer, and we were all at this club, a huge group was there and we were drinking- I am not sure how because obviously none of us were 21. But I remember everyone was pretty wasted. There was this boy, Ross or Russ I am really not sure..he was Kathy’s boyfriend and he was getting ready to go into the Army. I was sad to see him go, because he seemed like a nice guy, and he didn’t strike me as the battle type. Anyways… I was waiting for the ladies room- (it seems like there is always a line for bathrooms when there is alcohol involved…) and he came up to me, flirting, chatting whatever you want to call it…and he kept trying to steal a kiss…. I kept saying “Aren’t you with Kathy?” Of course, he replied, “Oh no we split because I’m leaving.I swear.” Hindsight: I f someone ends a sentence in “I swear.” Be wary. Be very wary. So, in my alcohol laden state, I gave in. Just as Kathy came out of the bathroom. It was horrible- I felt so bad . And I have for 18 years. Woah. No, there wasn’t a cat-fight or anything like that, and yes- they had decided to split. He just wasn’t supposed to be “out there” yet. Hindsight: 18 year old boys will be “out there” if they can be. Kathy and I of course stopped talking and went on our ways…who knows what happened to the boy. So, I found Kathy by accident when facebook suggested we be friends. I can finally tell her how very sorry I am. I have never been so happy to be able to apologize. Now, please don’t think I was one of those boyfriend stealers in school. I wasn’t.I just seemed to attract the a%#hole boys that lied and scammed. Actually in high school, I was weird- I stayed in the art room for lunch, to work on my portfolio. I dyed my hair black. I wore flannel. I need to find some pics….
Back to food:
I also experimented with shapes. This was the best shape to go with…
1/2 can artichoke hearts, crushed red pepper, salt , Parmesan, 4 oz cream cheese, and one thawed and drained box of chopped spinach.
Cut your puff pastry dough into squares FIRST and then place a bit of the mixture on it. Fold like a taco.
Like I said, I experimented with shapes…
see…Now bake at 425 for 15-20 minutes. Set the timer!
Don’t burn them.
and don’t kiss boys if you’ve been drinking.
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