Before I share this recipe, hold on girls, because I’m about to go a little Sex and the City crazy on you.
The day has come. I have officially watched every single episode of Sex and the City. I’ve been through every shoe purchase, breakup, marriage, scene of Carrie chewing her lip as she ponders over her laptop typing her column, etc. No matter how frustrating these characters can sometimes be (Miranda not wanting to tell Steve she is pregnant, Carrie for the way she treated Aidan, Charlotte’s modesty, but can you really get mad at Charlotte?, Samantha breaking it off with Smith, etc..), watching the show makes me feel like I am with my best friends, trying to figure out life, men, and who we are; drinking martinis, buying shoes, laughing.
But one thing, after watching the finale and already seeing both movies multiple times, really bothered me recently. It’s not okay that Carrie ended up with Big. IT’S JUST NOT.
My entire life of watching this show, I never had a problem with the turnout; you know, I felt like Carrie and Big were really meant to be together, despite all his flaws and ignorance, they always ended up talking on the phone late at night flirting and laughing. Big was so in love with Carrie, and the fact that the relationship was so passionate, tempestuous, consuming and painful, just validated how strong those feelings were. Right? NO.
First of all, he didn’t even tell Carrie he might need to move to Paris when they were dating, then he just left and met a girl there he ended up marrying, he cheated on his wife with Carrie and fucked up Carrie’s emotions even more, and then he could hardly commit, blah blah, then he LEFT HER AT THE ALTAR and made her sacrifice the wedding we all know she really wanted and she STILL ended up with him after all of that; she just saw him in that walk-in closet holding her something-blue shoes and BOOM they ended up on the floor together. After YEARS of him breaking her heart. She always felt like she had to please him and even when he was so sweet and romantic, he would quickly change course. And in the movie when they are married, he never even wants to do anything, she’s always by herself, and then she ends up kissing Aidan in freaking Dubai. I mean, COME ON.
What is this teaching viewers? That even if a man rips our heart out, this gut-wrenching, stomach-twisting, violent, crushing feeling to ensue, like a slow motion bouquet of flowers banging against a man in suit, in the middle of a New York city street, petals flying, heart racing, voice screaming (In reference to the first movie), we should still give him another chance. That we should give up on someone (Aidan) more practical, kind; a HEALTHY relationship, a man who gives us everything we want that he (Big) couldn’t because he was too scared. That we should just hop on this suicide train that we already know is going to go up in flames, and for what? If Aidan wasn’t enough for Carrie, what is enough for any of us? Aidan was everything Carrie could have wanted, but as my dear friend Shay pointed out, “Were they really a good match?” No, but what hope does that give any of us that the man of our dreams could quite possibly not give us the feeling we are so terribly craving?
The fact that Carrie and Big end up together just gives all women this tiny string of hope they can dangle onto, palms sweating, slowly slipping, that the person who broke their heart will eventually come back again into their life. No matter what happens, he is always in the back of their mind, popping into their dreams leaving them with a sickening feeling all day long, so they just keep holding on? NO GOD NO.
As I said to my dear friend Julie, “ NO ONE ENDS UP WITH THEIR BIG” So what are we left with? If Carrie didn’t have such strong feeling for Aidan, does that mean we must give up on that compelling, passionate, mad, crazy love we know exists?
Does it come back?
Why don’t we all think about that while making the following easy, cheesy, eggplant parmesan recipe.
- 1 giant eggplant, sliced thinly
- 1 cup flour
- 3 eggs, whisked together
- 2 cups seasoned breadcrumbs
- 1 bag shredded mozzarella cheese
- 1 jar of desired pasta sauce
Slice the eggplant . Set up a little station for yourself with a plate of the flour, whisked eggs, and breadcrumbs, and a plate. Dip the slices individually in the flour, egg, breadcrumbs, making sure they are completely covered. Set aside on plate and sprinkle with olive oil.
Preheat oven to 350.
Heat 2 tbsp. olive oil in a frying pan and place eggplant slices to cook. Flip when crispy and set aside until all eggplant is fried. Once set, spoon a thin layer of pasta sauce in a baking dish, add a layer of eggplant slices, cheese, and sauce and repeat until all the eggplant is used; finish with a layer of sauce and cheese.
Bake in the oven until cheese is brown and sauce is bubbling.