Recipe:
From my italian friend – her mother’s mother’s recipe
Minestra
boneless pork steaks (chops)
olive oil (or, water for sauteing)
crushed garlic (as much as you want)
new potatoes, cubed
green beans, cleaned & cut
onion (I prefer white vidallia) quartered, then cut in long, thin slices
zucchini (4 cups quarter rounds)
2 cans diced tomatos and the juice in the can (don’t drain)
1 T oregano
1 T fennel seeds (or less, if you’re not used to fennel)
salt & pepper
In a large frying pan or dutch oven, brown pork steak pieces in olive oil (or in water), add crushed garlic, then onion slices. Cook until onions are soft. Use a little water to steam the browning off the bottom of the pan. Add potatoes, green beans and tomatoes. Stir. Add spices. Stir. Put a lid on and cook on medium for 20 minutes. Add the zucchini, cover and cook another 10 minutes on simmer.
Rant:
To the two young men whispering, smirking and making ascerbic comments about my person after I walked out of the Italian deli today with a panini sandwich and a diet coke in my hand: I’m not deaf and I’m not so large that my feelings no longer exist. Karma. May it come back to you ten-fold.
Looking forward to the day when a thin me catches one of you delusionally perfect 20-something males laughing at another large person… I won’t suffer in silence that day and I guarantee you will rue the day. I’ve had 30 years to save up an barrage of words that will leave you feeling as ashamed as you ought to feel and attempting to make amends for the rest of your life. Your cruel behaviour is reprehensible and indefensible and I hope your mother hears of it. Wouldn’t she be proud of you?
eat2lose
September 24, 2009 at 3:18 am |
I get those same types of comments. Usually it is outside while I am doing something with my kids, walking the dog perhaps. Someone will drive by with their head hung out the window and they yell something towards us, undecipherable at the speed they’re going, but I know it’s directed at me and my weight. My daughter asks what they said and I pretend not to have any idea, simply telling her that they are just being immature. I do know though, just not the exact words.
I’m with you, and understand completely.
On a happier note, that recipe sounds delicious! I have to buy a few ingredients, but I can almost smell it! Yum!
September 24, 2009 at 11:24 pm |
I am seriously considering the peashooter option again. I keep imagining the satisfaction I would feel. My dad once offered to make me a slingshot… he’s a weapons expert by profession, so I politely declined. I certainly wouldn’t want to kill or maim anyone! Just give them a little “sting” and maybe have a little fun doing it. Might just practise my aim a bit… *L*
September 27, 2009 at 1:02 am |
Thanks for sharing this recipe. I made it for dinner tonight and it turned out great. Two thumbs up!
October 15, 2009 at 2:52 am |
Where are you girl? I miss your posts and your lovely sense of humor.