Any Goddess worth her salt would be lying if She said She learned NOTHING from the Nazis, or other popular fascists/harsh dominant regimes. Tonight's torture was purely DELICIOUS, and I've tried this with MANY recipes.
With the house clean the way I expect of My houseboys and menservants and a need to use up some fridge stock before one of the grocery boys takes Me out tomorrow, I felt inspired. It's been too long since I made a nice, vegetarian, red pasta sauce. Something simple, the kind of thing I ate all the time in My super-thin days.
I chose a basic mushroom sauce, made with tomato pure'e I whipped up for some ragu a few weeks ago. The tomatos were blended with fresh basil, PLENTY of garlic and gold onions, and various dried spices, including 1 dry peperoncino for a bit of kick. To this I added:
another clove of crushed garlic
1 small finely sliced onion,
1 regular size green bell pepper sliced in strips,
about 6-8 regular white mushrooms sliced,
2 medium carrots diced
2 tsp extra virgin olive oil
1/2 stick butter
1 shot vodka
SPRINKLING (literally) of parmesan-romano blend grated
herbs
1 dry bay leaf
small handful fresh basil leaves
Cooked it all for about an hour, for 30 minutes on regular heat, covered, and then slowly reducing.
Of course this is fun because I like cooking, and of course I'm sharing a very simple recipe so My dear readers can smell the flavor at work in the room tonight. This is NOTHING compared to when I make lamb shank soup, eggplant steak soup and Persian rice, Bolognese ragu, stuffed mushrooms, etc, hence I share the basic recipe.
The fun of course, had much less to do with the exquisite meal and NONE of the cleanup awaiting me, than it did with the house staff. I am not the sort who pretends to have a fully staffed house daily or even many weeks, but when I do, it is a privilege given to those who show utmost servitude. When allowed to be in the presence of My cooking, it is a blessing upon their souls as well as tastebuds.
I made sure that any little piggies involved in service of the meal or My household today were starved for 36 hours prior. They came to Me having only been allowed to drink water or indulge in chewing gum to sate their appetites. I wanted them salivating while waiting on Myself and the company I chose to keep. Each showed up with a tribute as usual, and without costuming or ceremony, proceeded to tend to the duties I'd set out for each one.
The True Service of the devoted is unmatched with any other type of servitude. An employee, even one contracted to work under you, does not devote themselves the way a natural born slave feels compelled to surrender. The fact a slave pays Me is a mere trifle, a show of respect, and constant reminder of our bond of trust. Their devotion to Me is how they show their gratitude for My presence in their lives.
As they cleaned and helped me chop my few components, I delighted in the knowledge no one wanted My hands to be sullied with the smells of ingredients I so love to blend. The idea of having them salivate while they worked was a truly devious and brilliant one, and made them work all the harder, with THAT much more dedication and attention to detail. And without My even asking, in typical Nazi victim style, they one by one confessed their recent sins to Me, all for the promise of a taste of what I was cooking; something I initially said I would never let them taste.
I took each confession in stride (let's not lie, I only had 4 subs present, and I don't have a mansion or indeed lodging that can even keep that many subs busy so often), individually, agreeing to consult with each one....FOR MY CONSULTATION FEE OF COURSE. It was in fact, their privilege to pay it, tribute me, and be in My home.
I am also not cruel. With everything left sparkling and ready for My day tomorrow, with sins confessed, due punishment and/or humiliation assigned, torture revelled in, and more displays of devotion, I allowed the starving to eat. Out of 1 communal trough. Like little piggies.
Served on top of spaghetti with grated parmesan and fresh basil.
*I am noting that my webcam is NOT sufficient for food photos. Apologies.
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