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Lenticchie di capodanno – Lentils for luck

  • Posted on January 11, 2012 at 10:00 am
This entry is part 2 of 6 in the series Good Luck Meals

No, you haven’t lost your mind. Our family is down to one computer, and I was hoping to have mine fixed by now. Unfortunately, laptops are not too fond of mac & beef, so repair has been agonizingly slow. And when I only have a few minutes in an uncomfy chair right before bedtime, expounding upon the subject at hand is easily delayed/dismissed. I’m backdating the entries for the days they *should* have been published. Thanks for joining my time-travel team!

Lentils, oh how I love them. Small, simple, yet a nutritional powerhouse.

And inexpensive.

And tasty.

When I’m recovering from (whatever), lentils are the first thing I look for as comfort food. And after trying this recipe, I can understand why Esau sold his birthright for them.

Like the Southern New Year’s dinner, the lentils are supposed to remind you of coins. The sausages are for “plenty”.

2 C dried brown lentils (picked over, of course)
2 bay leaves
1/4 C extra-virgin olive oil
2 large cloves garlic, smashed
2 celery stalks with leaves, diced
1 large carrot, peeled and diced
1 large onion, diced
3 tablespoons tomato paste

6 Italian-style sweet pork sausages

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Put the lentils in a pot with the bay leaves and cold water to cover. Bring to a boil, then reduce the heat to a simmer and cook for about 15 minutes. Skim off any foam that forms at the top. Turn off the heat, then drain the lentils and set them aside, reserving their liquid.

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In a large skillet warm the olive oil. Add the garlic and sauté over low heat until it is nicely colored but not brown. Add the celery, carrot, and onion and sauté over medium-low heat, stirring occasionally until softened.

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Stir in the drained lentils. Dilute the tomato paste in a few tablespoons of some of the lentil cooking liquid and stir it into the onion/carrot/celery.

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Add enough of the lentil cooking liquid to cover by about an inch. Simmer until the lentils are tender but not mushy, adding more of the lentil cooking liquid as necessary to keep the lentils moist.

When the lentils are cooked, take out the bay leaves and turn off the heat. Add salt and pepper to taste1. Cover and let stand while you cook the sausages.

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Looks good, doesn’t it?

Ordinarily this would be the part where a bowl full of steaming deliciousness gets placed. Unfortunately, I was too busy eating it to take a picture. The next time I make it (next week, probably), I’ll post one. Until next time!

  1. I didn’t add salt. The salt in the sausages was enough for me. But also? I’m salt-sensitive. YMMV []

Proof positive that I was not entirely sane

  • Posted on June 18, 2010 at 4:00 pm

I have a delightful plugin for this site called This Day. As you might imagine, it lists all the posts available on the same date in the past.

Today, I actually took the time to click through the titles and read them. And shake my head and laugh, both at the writing and at my level of paranoia. I was so sure that if I posted *any* detail that it would immediately become apparent who and/or what I was discussing.

Case in point: Quotable Quote from 2004. Joseph was 10 months old at the time, nursing ALL DAY LONG, and I looked like this…

Yes, it’s awfully blurry. I refused to stand still for my picture to be made. Yes, I am wearing bike shorts WITH a bathing suit. No, they didn’t make bathing suits that would properly support the awesome weight of my saggy milkbags boobs.

But enough about that. In this post, I refer to two men that want to spend time with me. One wanted me to come to him, one wanted to come to me (but not spend time with my kids).

The first thing you need to know is that I have absolutely NO CLUE who those men are today. Paranoia caused me to sanitize out any identifying information, and I’m friends with LOTS of people who are “at least two states away”.

The next thing you need to know is that neither of these visits happened. At the time the thought of leaving my babies for ANY amount of time was enough to cause an anxiety attack. I had a hard time separating from them to go to the gas station, going out of town (or to a local hotel room) for a weekend was completely unthinkable.

To be completely honest, I don’t know what I was thinking. I mean….I KNOW what I was thinking (Men!!! They still want me!!!!) but still.