Sausage and Green Beans

Folks, there are few foods more perfectly formed in this world than sausage. It's like someone took the tasty bits of the meat and put it in a tube for us to enjoy - I'm sure it is amazing to watch it being made. Maybe I'll ask Mom to take me to a sausage factory soon. Anyway, I've talked to you about smoked sausage before (see here). And even though it was soooooo long ago, I still love it. And the girl loves it too. So we tried to eat all the sausage before it went into the pot, but Mom was on to our game. Wait, what? She's telling me it was TURKEY sausage? I feel lied to, I feel... eh, I don't care it was still delicious.

Sorry this is not the way it was supposed to look in a plate, but admittedly, Mom was dodging my hands as I tried to grab the sausage off her plate.

I think when we've had this before Mom used white potatoes, but she read somewhere that sweet potatoes are better for you or something. It doesn't really matter because it's not like I ate the potatoes anyway. I'm here for the sausage you know?

I did eventually eat some of the green beans too. I'm a worldly type of guy you know. I can eat green beans. Plus, I was assured that there was no more sausage to be had.

Even the girl ate some of her green beans. Don't mind those goldfish on her tray, those are probably mine, or at least I determined they were mine once I saw them and leaned all the way across the table to grab them.

I almost knocked over Mom's glass of what she calls "Mommy grapejuice" but she acted like I was about to spill liquid gold all over the table. Sheesh, I was just trying to get MY goldfish. Sheesh.

The sausage part of this one is approved.

You can make it here, even if you want to try to trick your family by using turkey sausage and sweet potatoes.

Sausage and Red Pepper 'Keesh'

I know that I love red pepper. Sometimes I request red pepper for breakfast and Mom will cut them into little strips and put them next to a baggie so she can save what I don't eat for eating later with hummus. But she's crazy because I don't leave any left overs when it comes to eating a red pepper. So Mom thought it would be a good idea to take the red pepper and cut it up smaller and put it in a Keesh. Why would anyone do this to a perfectly good pepper?

It came out of the oven looking like this, which had promise (but she's tried to fool me before by making something look like a pie - remember this?). Eggs I like, sausage I like, and red pepper, see above.

I did eat it, but I was very busy asking why I couldn't run around in the back yard instead. I have priorities and sometimes they don't involve eating dinner. I did like it though, except for the crust, which Mom says she made a whole wheat version instead of using the traditional kind. Whatever that means. I wasn't a fan and Mom did admit it was a little overpowering on flavor. (You can find the recipe here).

The girl and I are both going through a phase where we expect people to feed us. I am doing it because I want to make sure Mom is fully committed to my upbringing. I suspect the girl is doing it because she likes doing everything I do. And I do mean everything!

Since Mom seems to want us to eat healthier (e.g. the whole wheat crust) she also used turkey sausage. I don't understand what this means. What is sausage made out of usually? I didn't notice, I stuffed my face with it and it tasted like regular sausage to me.

Anyway, the top part of this recipe is Pete approved. You can make it yourself here.

Goulash (One Pan Saucy Hungarian Red Potato Goulash)

Isn't Goulash just a super fun word to say? I ran around the house yelling it after Mom said this is what we were having.

Mom cut the sausage into tiny disks and then foolishly left it near the edge of the counter where I could reach them and then eat two for every one I gave to the girl. So the end product was good but could have used more sausage. I think Mom should have planned for some of it to get lost while cooking.

When it's on the stove I don't get to touch it. It's too hot, but I did request to get picked up and look at it a few times. And sometimes the lid was on, but that's okay I just demanded the lid be removed so I could see the potatoes cooking.

Although I requested to eat some of the sliced raw potato, I wasn't too keen on eating the finished product potatoes (I did eventually but only after I was assured there was no more sausage to be had).

See that's Dad saying there is no more sausage.

The girl ate it all with her fingers and then refused to let me eat her sausage. She didn't seem to want to eat the potatoes either.

We hugged it out afterwards.

Anyway, this was delicious and Pete approved. Click here to make it yourself.