Saturday, April 22, 2017

Review: Priano Chicken Parmesan Ravioli

When I first moved out of my parents' house, I was pretty confident in my cooking skills, for reasons that weren't necessarily grounded in "reality," and were more likely grounded in things like "being 18" and "weed-smoking."

One thing I made consistently was ravioli with sauce and broccoli. That was about the pinnacle of my culinary skills at that point. If I was really feeling fancy, I might sub an artichoke for the broccoli. Later on, I learned that many people consider ravioli to be a "garbage food." My ex one time even refused to buy it when he saw a very large man in front of us also buying ravioli.

And, as a result of no longer being a teen and figuring out how to make actually tasty food, I really don't buy ravioli anymore. (That ex, now that I'm thinking of it, was 5 years older, so maybe he just had already crossed the threshold into Ravioli Is Garbage land, an experience which I think is the adult equivalent of The Day Your Imagination Died as a child. Aside: Do you remember that vividly? For me, I was 12, playing with Barbies and not really getting into it, like my brain was just turned off. And then it dawned on me: my imagination was dead. It was now time to experience Discovering You Have Musical Tastes That Are Not Your Parents' and For Some Reason Wanting to Bite Lindsay Lohan's Thighs).

I had tried meal prepping this week, which is a totally genius idea in that you save a lot of time, but also it maybe makes you feel kind of like a serial killer because you're eating the same. thing. for 5 or 6 days straight. And also? Being forced to cook a meal every night and make a lunch for the day after is maybe the only thing that is keeping me from relapsing into a mood disorder?

So I went to Aldi last night looking for an easy diversion, and found this Chicken Parmesan Ravioli.

they're also a good source of fiber? which means 10-19% DV of fiber

I'm not sure why I was expecting a photo of the inside but I was. It's not like on regular ravioli packaging they show you the inside, but since it's a special kind I thought it would be nice to know. Also thought the cream sauce was a very weird choice since chicken parm usually has red sauce on it, but I guess sometimes you just want to eat a giant white blob of a meal.

First thing you gotta know about these is that they are not regular ravioli shape. They are shaped like little rising suns, which was fitting as I was eating these for breakfast this morning, since last night I actually opted out of dinner in favor of a very lit Friday night of drinking a bunch of mango La Croix and going to sleep.

Wake and...make some ravioli, baby

B's classmate was over and he excitedly told me he had bought these a few weeks ago. I pressed him for some comments but he just had this to say:
"I was expecting them to be really cheesy because of the picture but they were just like normal pasta. So I had to put on a bunch of parmesan cheese on top. "
Not like, a rave review. Or even an informative review.

These were not bad. They actually tasted like chicken parm. Well, first they taste like normal ravioli and then they taste like breading or mozzarella sticks or something. I added some tomato sauce and turmeric-infused turkey meatballs (told you I food prepped) but in fact they're better plain, and I'm sure that has nothing to do with the fact that I have eaten turkey meatballs and tomato sauce for lunch and sometimes dinner every day this week. Seriously, are you people insane? How can you do that to yourself? Is this actually a trick, where you're so tired of eating the same two meals again and again that you just don't have the will to eat anymore?

Here's the inside for you curious ones:

Definitely not winning any photography prizes anytime soon, also

Again, not really sure what I was expecting. But sometimes you just want to know.

These are solid, if you need some emergency dinner food or if you just want to relive a small portion of some of the worst years of your life, not counting the food prepping bits.