I suppose this is a companion piece to “The Red Pill is a Depressant” Over the weekend, a youngish woman went viral for talking about her lazy morning. The woman, who declared herself to be 29 and single without kids, celebrated her ability to sleep in, watch Netflix and learn new recipes without the stresses of romantic and parental relationships. She was not — to be clear —
The dish lacks harmony. There is nothing to balance out the acidity of the tomato and bell pepper sauce, and it simply does not work with feta cheese. I love assertive foods, but shakshuka has the distinction of being both overly aggressive and offensively one note. Ful is an immeasurably better Middle Easter breakfast staple.
My only beef with her video is that shakshuka sucks. Otherwise, she'll be fine. Give it a rest, guys.
I like it but it's easy to make. That's a legit critique.
The dish lacks harmony. There is nothing to balance out the acidity of the tomato and bell pepper sauce, and it simply does not work with feta cheese. I love assertive foods, but shakshuka has the distinction of being both overly aggressive and offensively one note. Ful is an immeasurably better Middle Easter breakfast staple.
Ah, I eat it with mozzarella. Think the creaminess balances the sharpness. (Granted, I have little taste.)
While we're on the subject, I adore your English breakfast. This is a culinary tradition of great power.
Nothing better!
Netflix. The new alcoholism.
Laughing at, not with, is my preference.
Also pointing while I'm loudly laughing.
It makes miserable people happy.
They are happy when I leave.