Yeah, I stole today's meal off Sam's blog. You ever do that? Usually it takes a little longer than a few hours to get around to replicating (correction: paying homage to) somebody else's idea.
A couple of months ago I got a comment from the owner of now-disappeared blog Oaktown Farm, who wondered what to do with her surplus of apples and squash. I suggested a tart, with leeks and sage and goat cheese. Not long afterward, on the same day in fact, she came back to comment that the tart had been very good indeed. Wow. She had actually dashed to the kitchen to try out my little idea.
So, today Sam posted about her beautiful lentil-sausage supper that she has been leaving in the kitchen for the most excellent Fred to dine on while she gallivants.
As I commented on her post: "kitchen quandary solved." Or words to that effect.
I sent Cranky up to the local bodega, which happens to have its very own in-house butcher. It wasn't Fatted Calf, but this proud and humble place does make its own French sausages (along with other types). Garlicky, juicy, really delicious and a local enterprise to boot.
Meanwhile I was banging around in the kitchen hacking up a black cabbage from the Point Reyes Station farmers market, which I sauteed with carrots and onions. Boiled some lentils in a separate pot with bay leaf and a splash of wine. (That both pots were salted goes without saying, so I didn't just say that.) Tossed the sausages into first one pot, and then the other. I don't know why. Indecision.
Finally, when I deemed it all cooked to eatiness, I mixed the vegetables and sausage in with the lentils. Wait. It needed a tiny dose of cider vinegar. OK, done.
The colors! It would have made a perfect Halloween meal. Anyway.
Oh, man. Such good eating.
What a great welcome to November, and thanks for the nudge, Sam.