Recipe Swap: Melon, Mint, Parm Penne

Melon, Mint, Parm Penne!
(c) CookingLight, June 2013, Randy Mayor.

This is the first May in two years that I have been home with my family--that fact still blows my mind. (We filmed Survivor South Pacific and Survivor Caramoan from May-July during 2011 and 2012.)

But my point!

I love May, June, and July in Utah. The skies are blue. The clouds are big and puffy. And the mountains are gorgeous. Truly, there's nothing like spring and summer in Utah after a cold COLD (but beautiful) winter.

So I thought I would share a spring recipe with you--one we loved and just learned to make this week. It's a chilled salad. I made it last night and everyone ate it (which is a pretty good sampling of palettes, six kiddos, ages 9-18, all different backgrounds).

I think you'll love it, too. 

Melon, Mint, and Parm Penne

Box of penne pasta, cooked al dente, tossed with olive oil, then chilled
½ cup cubed fresh cantaloupe
2 tablespoons fresh mint leaves
2 ounces thinly sliced prosciutto
1.5 ounces shaved Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese
freshly ground black pepper

Source: Cooking Light Magazine, June 2013. 


PS: Thanks to Derek at Walmart for making my day yesterday; you're one kind heart. (Psst: even if I HAD won S26, I'd still shop at Walmart. LOL.)

PPS: If you have a great recipe to share, I'd love to swap: dawn_meehan@byu.edu (Oh, I should mention: this is not the email for complaints about Survivor gameplay. That was so 2 weeks ago. Tee hee.)


Happy Spring--from the Meehan gang.
(Taken over the S26 Finale' weekend in California at our favorite Aunt Beth's.)



Fun Sidenote: 

Here's one of the up-sides to having played--and endured--Survivor. 

About 3 weeks ago I was trying to be funny, shashay-ing off my friend's porch (see, I'm not always crying!). Anyway, I'm not a great dancer. And I'm an even worse "lander," so when I landed, I somehow crunched my left foot in a weird way.

And it immediately hurt.

Like, real BAD, man.

But one thing I've learned from Survivor is "don't complain--because it could always be worse."

So I kinda just pushed the foot pain out of my mind.

For three weeks (during the finale and all).

Until I came home and realized,"Hay, this feels like a broken foot."

And one x-ray and one MRI later, I learned I was right: I did break my foot!

Hilarious, no? I've been walking around on a broken foot for 3 weeks. 

Flippity flip flip.

The upside: I have a cool boot--and a cool story--to help it all heal now.






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