Culinary crisis creeps daily. One office baby shower ambush and you have less than six usable hours to create a potluck retaliation that will hold your position. Luckily, Tamalehawk exists perpertually on the precipice of catastrophe.
The result: emergency pasta salad. First, forget completely about having to make something until ten o'clock. Curse your fortune and consider going to the grocery store. Realize the how truly painful putting socks and shoes on would be at this late hour, and angrily peruse your cabinets and refrigerator. Pull out anything that may work together. In this case, jarred artichokes, chick peas, olives, roasted red peppers and feta cheese. Mix all of that together while your box of pasta boils. Make a dressing with leftover roasted garlic gloves, dijon mustard, balsamic vinegar, salt and olive oil. Go back and eliminate the serial comma from your first list of ingredients because you are grammatically progressive. When the pasta is cooked and drained, combine everything, correct the seasoning, and put it in the fridge. Maintain your role as prepared celebration participant.
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