But I didn’t know how rusty until I finished No. 152 and looked back to my notes:
That is literally “all she wrote.”
I abandoned it before I even started it.
But I didn’t necessarily need notes since this dinner was rather straightforward. Although I did nix the antipasto, tomato juice (unless a pre-dinner Bloody Mary counts), Neopolitan ice cream, and cappuccino.
Here’s the finished product:
This was exactly like what you’d think it’d be like. A pork chop in tomato sauce. With AMERICAN CHEESE.
Now, I know that this was the 1970s. But I also know that mozzarella and provolone existed 50 years ago. These exotic, foreign cheeses appeared in previous DiS1972 cards like:
and
But American?
WHO CARES! It was all stretchy and melty and delicious. I’m tempted to throw some white American into my next lasagna or pasta bake.
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At least you put a date on it x
I would be dubious about almost any cheese on pork chops. But American? Ugh.
On the recipe card, those are the kind of pork chops my Mom cooked for us back in the day. Of course, that was pretty much how pork chops were available in the regular grocery store. She did her best. But she never put cheese on them. Thank heavens.