My Mom loved to cook goulash. I would sit to the table with my arms folded glaring at my bowl of goulash and I would never take a bite. Even with chocolate cake for dessert dangling in front of me there would be no reason on God’s green earth would I put it in my mouth. Is it the name? I’m not sure but I’m not a fan.
When Aunt Barb sends me photographs of all the things she cooks my eyes light up and I start taking notes. She messaged me and told me she was goulash and instantly my stomach churned. Yuk. Funny thing is though, when I saw the photographs and saw the one of the goulash, I thought it looked good until I realized what is actually was. I’m a funny bird indeed.
lean ground beef
salt and pepper
pasta of choice
can of tomato soup
Add seasoning to ground beef and fry until no longer pink. Add the peppers and fry a few minutes longer. Drain.
Boil pasta according to directions, drain, add tomato soup and the ground beef. Heat on medium.