Garlic Shrimp Fettuccine Alfredo . . . Need anything else be said?
Until I was seven, my family lived in Gilroy, California, garlic capital of the world. (No joke.) Every year, Gilroy hosts a garlic festival, where you can try garlic cookies, garlic sauces, or roasted garlic straight up. My favorite? The garlic chocolate ice cream served out of half a cantaloupe. THE. BEST. Well… maybe my friend Kate walking around in a garlic hat tops the ice cream. Maybe. Needless to say, garlic is in my blood. When David married me, he had to accept the fact that excessive amounts of garlic would be used in nearly everything.
And pasta? Carb-lover here. Where my people at? oh hi. 🙂
When I was young, my family took a trip to Rome. Talk about foodie experiences you never forget. (Three cheers for gelato!) We toured the colosseum (where I sampled the lemon gelato), tossed a coin into Trevi Fountain (where I sampled some more lemon gelato), and walked through the Sistine Chapel (outside of which, I sampled the lemon gelato), and climbed the stairs at St. Peter’s (where Little Brother chanted “slow and steady” up all 521 steps). Outside Vatican City, we stopped at a small restaurant to eat outside. I remember ordering a shrimp pasta dish. And it came with shrimp. With heads. And eyes. And legs. Eeeeep!
As a kid, I had never seen the shrimp before Mommy got a hold of them and cleaned them up. I was NOT a fan of my food looking back at me. When they brought the dish to the table, my dear, sweet mom cleaned the shrimp for me. Did not change anything. Could not eat shrimp for a very long time. Something about the legs. To this day, I am incapable of cleaning shrimp. Fortunately, David doesn’t mind! (He earns his alfredo.)
This garlic shrimp fettuccine alfredo is super rich and creamy. Try it with shrimp, with chicken, or with no meat at all! It’s divine any way. And don’t forget the garlic bread to scoop up every last drop of that yummy alfredo sauce.