itwasokayiguess:

I have a hard time eating kielbasa straight up in our budget hot dog buns. The meat is dense and salty, the bun crumbly and undersized; the ketchup and mustard aggressively vie for my attention as I struggle to consume the sausage quickly before the whole contraption disintegrates in my bare hands. 

While brainstorming about lunch today, I envisioned something akin to the photo above, but I ended up with a soupy salty plate full of chewy chunks of various textures and colors. I sliced my thawed sausage into quarter-shaped pieces, which in practice were more reminiscent of a preschool snack than a gastronomical conception. I saw a bell pepper sitting on the counter, so I chopped it up haphazardly and threw it in a searing hot cast iron pan with the sliced sausage. After the sausage and red pepper were inadvertently blackened, I hastily started the polenta. My initial quantity of boiling water turned out to be insufficient, so to cut down its thickness I hastily added half a cup of lukewarm water. Apparently this was a terrible idea, and my polenta transformed into a monochrome pot of slimy chunks. The only thing I could do was turn off the stove and pour the chewy gummy gruel on my plate. 

I gave the unacceptably burnt sausage to my dog, and scraped the rest onto the plate with the polenta. To give it some sort of… something, I sprinkled parmesan on top of the whole mess. Except the only parmesan I have is just Kraft-brand shaker cheese. I choked it down quickly while watching Kourtney and Khloe Take Miami.

It’s been 20 minutes and I haven’t throw up, so it was okay I guess.