This
quick, toss in the pot dinner delivers a big taste with very little
effort.
Much
of this meal may already be sitting around in your pantry waiting for
you. Try it, play with it, make it your own. Don't forget: this is
LGBT History month, be sure to read our little blurb after the
recipe.
1
lb meatballs (frozen)
24
ozs marinara sauce
29
ozs basil (diced, Garlic & Oregano tomatoes, undrained)
penne
rigate
1
cup chicken broth
4
ozs cream cheese (cubed)
2
cups pizza cheese (shredded)
1
onion chopped
5garlic
cloves chopped
Instructions
Wipe
out your slow cooker and spray with cooking spray. Roughly chop the
onion. Do the same with 5 garlic cloves. Most of the heavy garlic
taste will disappear after 7 hours of cooking, leaving a warm nutty
flavor.
Pour
the can of diced tomatoes into the cooker. Add the onions, garlic,
cream cheese cubes, chicken broth and pasta sauce. Stir in the meat
balls. Make sure everything is well blended.
Cover
and cook on low for 7 hours. (If you are around, stir a few times
but this is not necessary.
When
there is a half hour to go, turn up the cooker to HIGH and stir in
the dry pasta and the cheese. Let that simmer on HIGH for the final
cooking time.
This
is a good time to prepare a nice green vegetable like broccoli with
no sauce. And maybe a crusty bread in the oven.
By
letting the pasta cook in the sauce it will suck in the flavor and
you don't have to mess up another pot! Just check it and stir so the
pasta doesn't lump together.
What
a wonderful aroma to greet you on returning from a hard day at work.
Just grandma had been cooking and stirring all day long.
So
happy and content to be my Master's slave.
Socialslave
To
satisfy and restore.
To
nourish, support and maintain.
To
gratify, spoil, comfort and please,
to
nurture, assist, and sustain
…..I
cook!
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October
is LGBT History month
So
lets pass on this bit of history. Records
of men meeting for sex with other men in bathhouses date before the
15th century. In fact, A tradition of public bath house sex dates
back to the 6th century BC. In the US, gay men have been using
bathhouses for sex since at least the late 19th and early 20th
centuries, a time when homosexual acts were illegal. Men who were
caught enjoying homosexual acts were arrested and publicly
humiliated. Many bathhouse owners overlooked sex between patrons,
mindful of profits or prepared to risk prosecution, as long as they
were discreet!
Perhaps
the first homophobic police raid was made at New York's Ariston
Hotel Baths in 1903. The bath's had been a popular place for
homosexual sex for 6 years by that time.
Perhaps
the most famous bath house in New York City was the Everard Baths.
This was
a Turkish bath founded by financier James Everard in 1888
in a former church building. Everard's bathhouse was originally
intended for general health and fitness but quickly became patronized
largely by homosexuals and became the community's preeminent social
venue from the 1930's
onward. It held the reputation of being one of the "classiest,
safest, and best known of the baths," eventually picking up the
nickname "EverHARD"
A
visitor to The Everard described his experience there in 1927:
Up
some stairs at a desk an ashen bored man in shirtsleeves produced a
ledger crammed with illegible scrawls. I added mine, paid my dollar,
was handed a key, towel and robe, hung the key on my wrist and
mounted to a large floor as big as a warehouse and as high:
intersecting rows of private rooms. Each windowless cell dark except
from the glimmer from above through wire-netting shredded with dust
and containing a narrow workhouse bed...[he later heard] a casual
whisper, a sigh lighter than thistle-down, a smothered moan. Then
appeasement: the snap of a lighter as two strangers sat back for a
smoke and polite murmured small talk, such as they might exchange in
a gym.
Over
the next 50 years people like Alfred Lunt, Lorenz Hart, Charles
James, Gore Vidal and Rudolf Nureyev, and Truman Capote all were
patrons.
The
YMCA was
never busier than after the Village People sang about it in the late
1970's.
The
biggest bath house chain: “The Club Baths” still operate in a few
cities, but during the AIDS onslaught, many such establishments were
forced to close. Public sentiment and local laws turned against the
free anonymous sex these establishments flourished on. The end of an
era was signaled by stacks of white towels thrown in the corner as
the smell of bleach faded away into the darkness.
