This pasta is freaking phenomenal and incredibly easy to throw together. There’s no real recipe and just a handful of ingredients, all of which you probably already have. I first ran into this dish at a gorgeous little restaurant on East 4th Street, and recreated it last week when my fridge was very nearly bare. I was shocked at how great it turned out. So make this, even if you think it sounds weird. Make it today. Trust me.
Growing up, my sister Caitlin would drink only orange juice. So obviously, I wouldn’t touch the stuff. What can I say, we were delightful children. As I never became much of a juice drinker, I am always searching for ways to use up the juice leftover from another recipe (marinades, desserts, whatever) that only called for a teaspoon of zest or a quarter-cup of juice. After many culinary misadventures, I feel the need to share something crazy. Orange juice + tomatoes = HEAVEN.
