Eastside Road, October 23, 2017—
HOME AGAIN, but in no mood to cook. Besides, who can remember what's in the larder? So we stopped off at our local upscale supermarket for a half pound of bulk hot Italian sausage, three potatoes, a head of lettuce, a loaf of bread, and a bottle of milk.
I shaped the sausage into four or five balls and browned them in the black iron skillet, flattening them afterward. I cubed the potatoes and a cipollino we had lying around, also a small pepper thoughtfully provided by the neighbor down the hill, and tossed them unto the skillet, moving the sausages above them. Salt, of course.
Green salad after.
🍷Rose, Giulhem
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