Good comfort food, isn't it?
Grandma texted me that she was beat up and headed home. When she came in and collapsed on the chair, I gave her a little mango juice and Myers's rum mix. I called it a "tonic."
Pasta is a comfort food for her. Italian sausage, spiced, with fresh garlic, three different bell peppers, onions, mushrooms, fresh garlic, the marinara off the shelf, and various spices.
Just for chuckles, I added pepper to the water for boiling the pasta.
Served up with a nice kalamata olive loaf and a petite sirah from a label I can't remember but was recommended by the guy at the store. I can come back with it.
It was all quite tasty, and the impulse on the pasta was right - we got a nice peppery taste with the pasta.
She's resting and zoning in to the TV now while I catch up on work and SKMB.