In the rain on Route 100 Exton, West Whiteland about ten minutes ago. Your eyes do not deceive you: rear falling off and no license plates.
So the rain is of biblical proportions at this point. Mother Nature must be having a tizzy about something. Who knows maybe she is trying to tell us something. Anyway, one of my pals popped these photos over from West Vincent. I can’t help but wonder if the illustrious Roadmaster has a good row boat?
Since the swelter fest has taken a break today, I decided it was for some pasta. And a fun sauce. And before we get to that can someone please tell me why people were wearing sweaters today like it was cold?
So the sauce. I took my Bolognese and changed it up. First I sautéed a huge Vidalia onion with 3 cloves of garlic in olive oil with salt in the bottom of a Dutch Oven.
Then I added some chopped fresh oregano and a couple of bay leaves off my bay leaf tree.
Then I tossed in a pound of ground veal and half a pound of sweet Italian sausage no casing. Cooked it through, added about a cup of milk, cooked that off. Then I added about half a cup of Rose wine (it was what was opened), cooked that off. Then I chopped into smallish pieces but not tiny about 2/3 of a cup of roasted red sweet peppers and tossed them into the pot.
Next a can of chopped tomatoes, a can of crushed tomatoes with tomato puree, and a couple of squeezes out of an open tube of tomato paste. And oh yes, salt and pepper to taste and basil and a little more oregano.
Cooked it through for about another hour, prepared some cavatelli and introduced sauce to cavatelli.
Perfect rainy evening meal.