Five ingredient exploding tastebud technique for Troppo #4

… baked vegetables with chorizo sausage and cheese

Just when you thought Monday night cooking couldn’t get any simpler it did. You could probably still make this even if you didn’t have an actually brain… You might have trouble eating it though. I’m pretty sure you need a brain for that.

I had a big day at work, blagged out on a friend’s birthday pub night and was going to get take away… just because I had one of those really cant be effed, rare assed kitchen slump moments. But then I said to myself “Graeme, you are better then that. You would ruin your mothers dreams and not to mention the dreams of all three people following your weekly soap box rants of home gardens, good eating and carnival folk.”

This cooking is the drunk mans dream. Quite honestly, you could do this if you were really, really drunk. You just need to be a little bit this side of sleeping naked on your hardwood floor… and don’t fall asleep on the couch while it cinders up in the oven and eventually burns your house down around you. Not a winning scenario.

But to the subject at hand, a damn fine cook up. And if I’m not mistaken, it was only five ingredients. Troppo would be proud and also very capable of making it. Not that I am implying that he is brainless or drunk. But he could be drunk. Not absolutely sure. Again I deviate. It’s time to cook that food.

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Put a few things into a baking dish. Let’s say sweet potato, zucchini, onion, chorizo sausage and cheese. Season and put said baking dish into a 200C oven for 40 minutes. Poke it with a knife to see if it’s done. It is? Good. Eat it. Eat it in your drunken little face.

 

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9 thoughts on “Five ingredient exploding tastebud technique for Troppo #4

  1. Yum, I would eat that in a heartbeat.

    I like the idea of it, but 40 minutes of baking and any mention of vegetable peeling when I’m hungry-drunk is a lifetime and a chore. Might be a better dish for dinner to line the stomach before a night out and then to come home to drunken leftovers. Drunks like leftovers 🙂

  2. That sounds like chorizo looking like a shrunken piece of hot jerky in a murky sea of vegetable soup and meat grease. That’s the munchies gone wrong.

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