After seeing recipe after recipe for decadent Christmas Day breakfasts – knowing that I would be having my family’s traditional spread of bagels, lox, and all the fixings – I started thinking about New Year’s Day. I was almost sold on some sort of sweet roll. There are so many directions in which to take the combination of fluffy roll, gooey filling, and runny glaze. I figured why not go for it? Most of the prep could be done in advance and then I could greet 2014 on a sugar high.
Spoiler alert: I didn’t make sweet rolls. No cinnamon, no raisins, no cardamom, no lemon. No sugar, no butter, no flour.
When I thought more about sleeping in and spending most of the day on the couch downing water and Advil, sugary rolls didn’t sound so good. One approach to comfort food is to dream up something rich and over-the-top. The other is to keeps things simple and maybe a little sentimental. Both generally involve a lot of carbs, which I always consider comforting. But while the former covers them in butter or sugar or cheese (or all three?), the latter prefers simpler adornment. Neither is better than the other, just different.
Once I’d come to the conclusion that my body and mind would do better with something a bit more restrained, I knew I wanted pasta. The kind with a simple sauce and just sprinkle of parmesan grated on top….