Confession Sunday


I have a secret. Not a “haha I just pooped in mi mama’s shoe” kind of secret, but one that may cause my credibility as a superchef to falter. But since I want to be totally honest here on my blog, I might as well go ahead and admit my shame. Here goes…. one of the meals mi padre requests me to make for dinner on a pretty regular basis, comes almost entirely from aluminum cans. There I said it. And as much as I like to pride myself on cooking and baking things almost entirely from scratch, some of my tastiest concoctions require no more effort than heating up the oven and getting out the can opener. Now don’t get me wrong. I will never open a box of Hamburger Helper (hello long list of unpronounceable ingredients) and serve it to my friends or family. But I will occasionally open up a couple of cans of tuna and condensed soup, throw them into a casserole dish along with some noodles and frozen peas and call it dinner. Yes, even the most gourmet of superchefs sometimes make meals requiring little time and effort in the kitchen. I’m just trying to be honest with you people. And it actually feels really good to not have to keep this in anymore. In fact, while we’re at it I should probably admit some other things that I may or may not be somewhat ashamed of. My psycho-therapist and life coach told me this would be good for me:

  • I don’t always stretch before or after I work out
  • I only pretend to be afraid of the vacuum so mi papa will pick me up and cuddle me
  • I don’t always wipe after going to the bathroom, but I will scoot my tush on the floor if anything gets stuck
  • I don’t abide by the 5-second rule. I’ll eat it if it’s been sitting there for the past 5 years
  • I don’t know my home phone number, but I’ve memorized all the song lyrics on Shakira’s new album, “She Wolf”
  • I sometimes blame my flatulence on mi papa (it goes both ways)
  • That was me who pooped in your shoe last April Fools Day (Lo siento, Mama)

Hmmm, I hope I don’t get in too much trouble for my last confession. Maybe I’ll blame that one on my Tio Paul instead. She’d believe it.

Anyway, back to my original confession. Since the truth is already out there, I might as well let you in on the secret recipe for one of mi papa’s most frequently requested meals. And please, don’t judge. It’s simple, it’s easy, it’s inexpensive but best of all, it’s totally healthy too.

Easy Cheesy Tuna Noodle Casserole

8 oz pasta noodles, you can us macaroni, rotini, penne, no-yolk egg noodles etc.

1/2 cup milk, any kind just not sweetened

1 can condensed cream of mushroom soup, look for the lower fat/lower sodium variety

1/2 cup cottage cheese

1/2 tsp garlic powder

1/2 tsp onion powder

salt and pepper, to taste

2 small or 1 large can of light or albacore tuna

1 cup frozen peas

2 cups reduced fat sharp cheddar cheese, shredded


1) Preheat oven to 400 degrees.

2) Cook pasta according to package directions. Drain and set aside.

3) Mix milk, soup, cottage cheese, garlic powder, onion powder, salt, pepper, tuna and peas in a large casserole dish. Add noodles and stir well to combine.

4) Cover dish with aluminum foil and bake 20 minutes.

5) Uncover dish, sprinkle with cheddar cheese and bake 5 minutes, or until cheese is all melty.

6) Remove from oven and dig in. 

So there you have it. And now that you know the recipe, it’s no longer a secret anymore. Confession Sunday can now come to a close. Thank God (is that okay to say?)

Now if you’ll excuse me, I must retreat to mi Papa’s favorite room of the house for a bit. Mi mama’s been feeding me a new type of dog food and apparently it’s filled with a good deal of fiber.

Stay loose my friends!


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