I might have been Italian...

...in a previous life, because sometimes I get a really strong craving for the simple flavors of Italian cuisine. Last night I was on my way home from work around 10:30 at night. I had been thinking about garlic and tomatoes ever since my mom told me about The Minimalist (Mark Bittman for the NYT) and I watched a video about making tomato soup from oven-roasted canned tomatoes. I detoured to the open-til-midnite supermarket to get some garlic (a staple I had somehow run out of). The sauce I made was ready by the time the pasta was done boiling, and was just what my inner italian needed. Note to self: always keep garlic and canned tomatoes on hand. Cultivate fresh basil on windowsill.

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