Does anybody NOT like puff pastry? I didn't think so. I picked up some puff pastry shells on the way home from work today. I was
feeling a bit mischievous as well. That's where the filling for the shells comes into play. Puff pastry smacks of fine cuisine. To me at least. And I love dichotomies. Contrasts. Things that might make the casual observer look twice. Or more.
Back to the filling. Delicate pastry, meet the trailer park. Frozen green peas and diced Spam. (I just watched that Monty Python's Flying Circus episode again). Not just plain old Spam either, but Hickory Smoke Spam. Some diced onion as well. Served on a bed of macaroni and cheese. From a box. Not even a national brand. I used a little extra grated cheddar cheese to augment the
powdered version that comes in the box.
The side dish, zucchini stuffed with rice, came from a can. It's a product of Bulgaria that I picked up at
Foti's Greek Deli in Portland. A great little place to eat as well as a small grocery store where you can pick up a few hard to find items for Greek cooking, such as
pastitsio, a straw-shaped pasta. For the record, I had a gyro. I almost always have a gyro when the opportunity presents itself.
Bon appétit!