Sep 26 2008
Dinner Turned Out Well (Not Well-Done)
In a follow-up to yesterday’s little accident in the kitchen, the dinner was salvaged—despite the fire—and very tasty. Last week I posted a picture and link to a healthy recipe I tried, but this week I am sharing this rich and filling pasta dish that my mom often served. The season for comfort food is starting, and Bow Tie Pasta satisfies in a number of different ways.
Bow Tie Pasta
1 lb. bulk sausage
1 large onion, chopped
1 clove of garlic, minced
1 can (16 oz) diced tomatoes
1 teaspoon leaf basil, crumbled
1 teaspoon leaf oregano, crumbled
½ teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon pepper
1 (8 oz) pkg farafelli pasta (shaped like bow ties)
½ cup grated fresh Parmesan cheese
Flatten sausage into patty. Brown on both sides and remove to a paper towel. (AND SET AWAY FROM THE STOVE!!)
Saute onion and garlic. Drain tomatoes, reserving liquid. Brown tomatoes for five minutes in skillet. Return meat to skillet with tomato juice and seasonings. Simmer 30 minutes on low. Cook pasta and spoon sauce over pasta. Serve with Parmesan cheese.
Personal Notes: Play with the seasonings and adjust to personal preference and try fresh herbs if you have them. You also might want to add more tomatoes if you like a juicier sauce, even double the amount, but be sure you brown them. That step gives the tomatoes a characteristic flavor.
My neighbor and I took a walk just before dinner this week, and we compared what we’ve been feeding our families. I coveted her dinners-for-two menu of salmon and rice and wondered if we would ever be able to eat adult food again.
She likes creamy white soups, and my other children like a brothy red one. They can’t categorize this recipe because it appears to be rich ( or fat) but it really is low fat. And it is tomato-based. Even though it is time-intensive, the combination seems to please everyone.
They are tradition more than a temptation and make a mess of already messy campfire cooking. Still, each time we camp, we indulge.
Second, toast the marshmallows to a golden color. Make sure to slowly turn the marshmallows over low coals to heat slowly and provide enough melting power.
The first time I made my mom’s traditional crumb coffeecake, my husband did an impersonation of the Swedish chef and called it “Ka Hoo Fee Cake.” We don’t drink coffee, so the name stuck, and our kids can’t say it any other way. When I was growing up, this cake was a special birthday breakfast cake we often ordered from Mom’s kitchen. Whatever we call it—mom’s coffee cake, breakfast cake, crumb cake or “Ka Hoo Fee Cake”, it’s worth it whenever we get to indulge in this food memory on Saturday mornings. We can never wait long enough for it to cool.

