It started out vegetarian, but it fell off the turnip wagon along the way. I had these shrimp, see….
The casserole is supposed to go like this:
Cook some gnocchi. Put them in a buttered casserole dish. Make a white sauce. Stir in halved cherry tomatoes and fresh baby spinach. Pour it over the gnocchi. Bake it until it’s bubbly.
Naughty me, I tossed six shrimp (frozen, not live) into the boiling water with the gnocchi, separated them from the strainer, and put them on top of the casserole.
Sprinkled the top with smoked paprika (MMMmmmmm, smoked paprika!).
It was so good, Charlie even said so!
I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about rice cakes that turned out, as my grandpa would have said, messy but nourishin’. He would also have said, about the appearance, That don’t hurt the eatin’ of it.
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about two different people in the same hot water.