This is my answer to the much more decadent Fettuccini Alfredo and a variation on Spaghetti Carbonara.
Leeks are best in this, as they are mild, but you could substitute 2 onions, just sauté them until very tender and starting to brown.
The trick to this is to time the pasta so that it’s ready to drain when the leeks are done. I try to have the leeks done a minute or two before the pasta. I take them off the heat until I’m ready to drain the pasta. Put the leeks back on medium heat, drain the pasta and finish.
I originally posted this years ago, but just made it again the other night.
It was as good as I remembered….
Maybe I should have called it ‘Bacon & Eggs Spaghetti’….
Bacon and Leek Spaghetti
Total time: 25 minutes
- 4 medium leeks, trimmed, cleaned and sliced, 1/4″ thick (.75cm), including light green
- 3oz (90gr) bacon, strips, streaky bacon
- 2 tbs olive oil
- 3 eggs
- 1/3 cup (3oz, 90gr) Greek yogurt, crème fraiche or sour cream
- 3/4 cup (3oz, 90gr) freshly grated Parmesan plus a bit extra for sprinkling at table
- 4oz (120gr) spaghetti
- Cook pasta according to package directions.
- Sauté bacon in a large nonstick skillet until crisp.
- Remove and set aside. Pour off most of the bacon fat.
- Add olive oil to skillet and scrape up any brown bits from the bacon.
- Add leeks and sauté until very tender, about 10 minutes.
- Crumble bacon and return to pan.
- Whisk eggs, yogurt and 1/4 cup Parmesan cheese.
- Drain pasta and quickly add to leeks.
- Using tongs or 2 large forks, toss lightly to combine.
- Pour egg mixture over pasta and cook, stirring/tossing constantly, 1 – 2 minutes, until eggs are very, very lightly cooked (they’ll finish from the heat of the pasta – if you cook too long the sauce will be crumbly rather than creamy).
- Immediately pour into a large serving bowl, sprinkle with remaining Parmesan and serve.
I was going to write a wee rant about the brouhaha regarding the old Christmas song ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’
I happen to like the song and I don’t see what the problem is. It’s depicting a time when people were more subtle and nuanced in their late-night, after hours discussions. Each knew what the other was saying and the ‘dance with words’ was an enjoyable part of getting to know each other.
However, I decided there are more important issues than 70 year old holiday songs (it was written in 1944) and why do we insist on erasing the past, anyway…..
Then I was reminded of a little Facebook exchange I had a few weeks ago. Someone took and posted a photo of a homeless person with a remark about not being concerned about immigrants when there were people suffering on our streets.
I asked the person if they had done more than take a photo (without permission). Had they offered a hot coffee or a sandwich, perhaps. You can guess how that exchange deteriorated….
So I’m going to tell you a positive story.
A long time ago, in a place far, far away, there was a single guy living around the corner from me who had a big Newfoundland dog.
I had a big Saint Bernard dog.
One day, the single guy knocked on my door and asked if my dog could come out and play with his dog.
We became friends (all 4 of us).
We moved away in opposite directions and lost touch, as people do.
I ran across him on Facebook awhile back and, by strange coincidence, he is also on this side of the pond, in Milton Keynes, England.
We proceeded to exchange the occasional FB likes and comments.
A few weeks ago he posted about a project he had been involved in to raise money for the homeless in Milton Keynes.
They published a small book. He sent me a copy.
People, regular people, got together to do something about a problem.
Isn’t that the way we are supposed to act?
I was very impressed with the book – not the jokes (okay, the jokes are corny and funny), but the photography.
There were two photos of each person – a small, serious one, and a large, full-page photo that showed joyful, laughing faces, brimming with life.
It made me happy just looking at them.