Not every dish is a winner, at least, according to boyfriend. Personally I loved this dish. We were in fact thinking the exact opposite thing. This is how this dinner went down...
Picture us, sitting on the couch, enjoying an episode of House Hunters International. I've spent the last twenty minutes, slaveing away in the kitchen (not really) on a hot summer night. I presented boyfriend with a delicious bowl of pasta and he likes pasta.
There I am, shoveling goat cheese and sun-dried tomato covered pasta into my mouth. Tangy, sweet and savory, I'm definitely enjoying this dinner. My only complaint, I'm thinking "I wish I had more goat cheese."
Meanwhile, boyfriend sits in his chair, meticulously eating his bowl of angel hair. He's looking a little suspicious of what I'm feeding him. Then I hear "What's the white stuff?"
"It's goat cheese, it's delicious."
"Huh, I think you gave me too much of it."
Too much goat cheese? Is there such a problem? So, note to self. Boyfriend loves pasta, boyfriend does not love goat cheese... yet...