+ the Salsa Rosa for One recipe actually feeds 10 quite nicely
+ one will not “seriously be fucked” if fusilli or penne pasta is used
+ an edited version of the book’s recipe for Salsa Rosa for One.
+ from Jonathan Ames essay, Eggs Over Uneasy:
“I have two personalities. Two idiots. The one who sniffs the milk and doesn’t throw it away, and the one who sniffs the milk two weeks later.”
+ from Steve Almond’s essay, Que Sera Sarito: An (Almost) Foolproof Plan to Never Ever Eat Alone Again:
“I would love to tell you that cooking was part of my journey toward actualization. I would love to tell Oprah this. I would love to tell Oprah this while weeping. But I learned to cook for a much simpler reason: in the abject hope that people would spend time with me if I put good things in their mouths. it is, in other words (like practically everything else I do), a function of my desperation for emotional connection and acclaim.”
When was the last time you ate alone?
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I live by myself, and most of my friends live 20+ miles away through crappy traffic. So, I eat almost all my meals alone.
A semi-related question would be, “when was the last time you cooked for yourself?”
The hardest thing is to motivate to cook for just one.
I ate by myself Tuesday night. The s/o was out with a friend, and I ate nearly a pound of asparagus with hollandaise, and chopped egg on top. It was so good, and messy — I ate it mostly with my hands. There was a fair amount of groaning, and “OMG THIS IS SO GOOD” going on, I was glad to be alone.
My husband has been out of town all week, so I have done plenty of eating/cooking alone.
This week I went out to lunch by myself (something I rarely do). I went to Nostrana and sat at the bar and read and it was very nice.
I have been cooking at home this week too, mostly guilty pleasure stuff. I made potato and onion pierogies with butter and crema (I didn’t have any creme fraiche or sour cream), latkes with applesauce and more crema, a salad made up of equal parts tomatoes and bacon.
Nothing too healthy here, just looking for comfort.
Ah, sometime last month – homemade fried rice. OK, you start with take out rice, but the rest is all me – olive oil, rice, soy sauce, frozen corn and peas, an egg scrambled in at the last minute, then let it sit until it’s just a tiny bit crusty, then have a glass of wine and eat it (with a fork!) watching a baseball game on TV – the ultimate comfort zone!
Like your site very much – I lurk but haven’t commented – this post was great, thanks! – I’m off to get the book now . . . .
i eat alone most days, and 99% of the time it’s something i’ve cooked for myself. i think that’s why i started blogging my food in what was *supposed* to be a blog dedicated to design and DIY projects. my way of sharing over dinner?
I eat alone every lunch times except for holidays.
I eat a box lunch cooked by my wife.
I can’t cook at all.
Therefore my health depends on my wife.
Eggplant and pasta…yum…this reminds me of a FANTASTIC dish I had at my new favorite Italian restaurant. It was rigatoni with an eggplant sauce, tons of delicious veggies and the freshest mozzarella I’ve ever had.
That Steve Almond quote is AWESOME!
I eat alone quite often. In fact, I’m making my dinner right now – a simple soup of Rancho Gordo marrow beans with black forest bacon and white onion, seasoned with fresh rosemary and sea salt.
I’ll eat it while watching House… 
I never eat alone – the cats won’t let me! I often cook for myself, but still haven’t gotten the hang of cooking for one w/ no leftovers. But there are several friends who benefit (hopefully they consider a benefit!) from my inability to do fractions…
