Spaghetti Alla Carbonara, Oh my!

So, last night I hit that wall all of us mothers hit, from time-to-time, and just could not think of a single thing I actually wanted to cook or to eat for supper.

My Elder Son wondered what I had in mind, and if anything I was planning could be well-served with a generous slathering of Monastery Mustard, which he was craving.

“I got nothing,” I said. “I’m out of ideas and can’t bear the idea of cooking chicken again this week. Why don’t you think of something.”

“Home-made pizzas?” he wondered.

Actually, a reader sent a great pizza recipe my way, and I do want to try it, but not just then.

“Why don’t you cook something up,” I suggested, “I’m not into it.”

Being an agreeable sort, Elder Son agreed, and then went online to hunt down something that sounded “fun” to make. “Pasta alla Carbonara,” he announced. “Do we have pancetta in the house?”

“Pancetta, you’re kidding me, right? I have peanut butter, here. And some sardines.”

“We have olive oil?”

That we had. And spaghetti. He dashed out and bought some pancetta and some ground cheese and then proceeded to cook for us this little masterpiece.

What a sweet guy! I have the coolest kids in the world!

It was beyond delish and we made pigs of ourselves. I highly recommend.

I wonder if my kids would be into this?