At Bridget Jones’s for dinner: creamy tagliatelle with spinach pesto and smoked tuna

I’ve never could stand Bridget Jones.

I saw the Bridget Jones’s Diary once and I never saw it again. You cannot dress up that way (underwear) to a date with Hugh Grant.

And then, I don’t even like Hugh Grant very much but I know he has to represent the “hot bod” of the situation.

Anyway in the sequel, whatched just because the cinema offered nothing more appealing, I quite like Bridget.

Kind of like when it happens to meet a person that you know you are totally incompatible with her and you well know also that you’ll never succeed in the challenge to make you like her and then, suddenly, the same familiar feeling of hate-like welcomes the affection for that person.

My bipolar is awesome even with movie characters.

Perhaps the repulsion towards the “first” Bridget was so strong because she was so hopelessly looser. Instead of doing something to change her position she was lying around moping.

Could it really have been her irreparable untidiness, being brilliant only in her thoughts?

Or maybe the fact that she repelled herself of her own overweight eating junk food with tears as sauce?

Perhaps, unconsciously, my trouble with her was that I feared I could (one day) become a Bridget Jones.
I was scared to get fat and going to hate my body, crying bitter tears consoled only by the bites of a big donut.

Maybe yes. Or maybe I’m just a bad person.
Maybe I should have belonged to Slytherin but I wanted to be with the Gryffindors.

I ask to every Bridget Jones that exists in the world to forgive me with these creamy tagliatelle with spinach pesto and smoked tuna that I dedicate to them.

Let us bless each other.

Bridget inside me – that I try to repress you – please bless me too.

Oh it’s marvellous to be going to Bridget’s for dinner, one gets Michelin star-style food in a bohemian setting.

Said Bridget to herself before the disaster dinner. 

If Bridget had cooked this dish, maybe her life would not have been the same. And surfing from Bridget Jones’s Diary to Sliding Doors is a moment.

Bridget from all over the world get unite and make these pasta for every Mark Darcy that you will get your hands on.

Easy, infallible, minimum effort, maximum results. Once tasted there will be no escape for your Darcy.

Creamy tagliatelle with spinach pesto and smoked tuna – the recipe

INGREDIENTS (serves 5, at Bridget’s)

• 300 g of fresh spinach
• 30 g of peeled pine nuts
• A small piece of garlic
• 5 tablespoons of grated Parmesan
• 8 tablespoons of extra virgin olive oil
• 500 g of tagliatelle pasta
• 100 g of smoked tuna carpaccio
• Salt and black pepper q.s.
• Lemon zest q.s.
• Almond q.s.

While you’re tasting listen: Respect, Aretha Franklin

PROCESS

1. Wash and dry the  fresh spinach. Chop finely in a blender together with oil, salt and garlic.
2. Once you have obtained a cream, add the pine nuts and the Parmesan. Mince again until you’ll get a creamy sauce.
3. Cook the tagliatelle in boiling salted water.
4. In a non-stick pan sautè the boiled tagliatelle with a little cooking water along with the spinach sauce.
5. Serve setting two slices of smoked tuna carpaccio on the base of the plate and above, the tagliatelle with spinach sauce. Finish with an handful of almonds, some fresh spinach leaves, black pepper and a pinch of lemon zest.
6. The jeux are faits and the dinner is safe.

This creamy tagliatelle with spinach pesto and smoked tuna are also a great excuse to eat an amazing pasta if you have fresh spinach left over from the making of the detox soup with spinach and ginger or the vegan quinoa with November vegetables and spinach pesto.

Tableware: La Fornacina Keramik Studio

Ph. Sara Cartelli
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