Wednesday August 19
Another garden-dictated meal, as every morning Barbara goes out and, at the cost of being thoroughly mosquito-bitten, lifts the enormous squash leaves and finds adorable little marble-size pattypans. So after preparing our favorite Napa sausages in the usual manner, fried with onions and then steamed in wine, we delicately placed around them many little yellow half squashes, each little one set to soak face-down in the pan juices, and covered until tender.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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