I never ate cooked cabbage when I was a kid. Well, there was that one time when my mother presented us with a plate of knackwurst that had been cooked in sauerkraut. That pretty much put me off of cooked cabbage and snappy-skinned German sausage until well into my adulthood.
My husband’s German background reintroduced me to cooked cabbage in the form of Rotkraut; a sort of sweet and sour red cabbage dish. I didn’t like that, either. Still don’t (though I’ve since had a knackwurst-style sausage, sans sauerkraut, that I did enjoy). Continue reading →
I *think* it’s safe to say that the weather is turning cool. It sure looks that way this week. We’ve turned on the furnace. That means something, right? Though I do hope that it is still nice enough for a pleasant evening of Hallowe’en trick or treating.
It’s natural that when the weather turns cool, one’s culinary thoughts turn to things like warm breads, hearty stews and crunchy coleslaw. Wait… what? Continue reading →
The journey does not always go the way we want it to.
We were going to have lo mein. A favourite of the kids. I was prepping the veggies and decided, for whatever reason, to cut the core out of the cabbage. Of course, on the last cut, the knife slipped. Blood squirted across the kitchen. My shirt looked like I’d gone axe murderer on a small animal. Continue reading →