Soup – is it or is it not a meal? This is a debate as old as time, more perplexing than “to be or not to be,” more polarizing than pumpkin beer and candy corn combined. Can hot liquid, regardless of what it contains, stand up as a main dish? This hot-button issue was even the focus of a classic Seinfeld episode - Jerry owes Kenny Bania a meal (in exchange for a free Armani suit), but Kenny orders the soup and tells Jerry he’ll take the meal later.
I have a serious weakness for Mexican food. First and foremost because it is awesome and excellent and delicious and otherwise perfect in every way, but also because it’s so easy to find or cook vegetarian versions of almost any dish. This is probably true of most any cuisine (Indian, anyone?) but I think all the bean and cheese burritos I ate when I was a teenage junk food vegetarian made a permanent impression on me.
Mexican is my go-to when I need to whip up a quick, healthy, and yummy dinner. After my car accident last week, I came home tired, upset, and in need of comfort food. I wanted to cook rather than order in – cooking always seems to put me back in balance, and I knew that after the day I’d had, the enthusiastic sizzle of veggies in the cast iron skillet would be a welcome sound. Life lesson of the day? Fajitas make everything better.
For some reason, I always think that when I come back from a business trip, everything is going to settle down. I’ll arrive home at 5:30 with plenty of time to make a nice leisurely dinner, follow it with an evening run or bike ride, and still have time to get to bed early.
And for some (presumably related) reason, I appear to be completely disconnected with reality, which generally goes a little more like this: finish work at least an hour later than planned, leave bike in the office because I still haven’t fixed the roof rack on my car, remember that I have to stop at the grocery store for something or the other, fly in the door around 8 with dinner barely a tadpole of a thought, cook, scarf it down, conveniently disappear while Nor does the dishes, finish up extra work stuff, and run around like crazy trying to get into bed before it’s officially tomorrow.
If any of that sounds familiar, you probably appreciate a quick and easy meal as much as I do. These stuffed peppers are a lifesaver on hectic nights – even more so if I remember to make the filling over the weekend (I usually don’t). They also aren’t baked like many stuffed peppers – and with summer on the way and the thought of firing up the oven getting more unpleasant by the day, that’s a total bonus.
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