Last night we had nothing but vegetables in the house. There was no meat to be spoken of.
Luckily, we put our fat heads together and came up with something that ended up being amazing.
My husband, who pretends he doesn’t know how to cook, pulled this fantastic recipe for acorn squash out of the internet and totally managed to not screw it up.
Before you go commenting about how zucchini cakes and roasted squash is food unbecoming the #ULS11, let me assure you, these are very not healthy.
The squash had a melted-butter-and-brown-sugar glaze, and the cakes were cooked in oil.
I think I could eat zucchini cakes for the rest of my life and be perfectly happy.
And beer, of course.
Oh, and nachos. Damn.