We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
My sibs and I are sharing the pleasant job of keeping my Dad happily fed while Mom is struggling in the hospital.
I brought a crock pot pot roast before, and last weekend my Pasta Fagiole which came out perfectly if I do say so myself (see my photo at right).
I borrowed from several recipes to try to make it come out just like Mrs. BD's Italian-born Grandma used to make it. That is real homey, filling, comforting peasant food. I did use a little tomato paste in it. If it gets too thick you just add more beef broth.
My Dad loved the PF so much that I am considering something similar for this weekend: Ribollita. Maybe make some for the kids, too.
Ribollita is a Northern Italian bean, kale, and bread concoction which is meant to use stale bread and other random leftovers. Here's one recipe. I will just get some French bread and let it go stale.
Thinking that I wish I could feed Dr. Merc some PF or Ribollita.
Next weekend, maybe some Kare Kare, Filipino Oxtail Stew with Peanut Sauce. Damn, is that good stuff. Our kids' Filipino nanny (a gift from God to our family) made it often, but with mango slices added. I have no doubt that Dad would like that. Oxtail is delicious meat, close to the bone.