I have been promising myself that I will start to make one new recipe each week for quite some time now. I’m quite terrible when it comes to following recipes; everything seems to be written in a foreign language with about a million steps to follow. Even the words on the page seem to difficult for me to understand. I think it might even be a phobia 😉
After finally selecting one lucky chef’s lifetime work to destroy (Jamie Oliver, that means you this time, you cheeky boy;) ) I started to read the page and it didn’t sound too impossible at all. Therefore, this weekend, after a false start when I discovered that (and this will be an enormous shock to anyone that knows me) I had no garlic in the house and had to head out to Waitrose in the pelting rain to get some, I got to work.
Ladies and gentlebloggers, I give you…
Jensen and I set to work in the kitchen. First task was peeling and chopping the onions, shallots and leeks.
Our little adventurer decided he would peel a shallot and was talking to his little onion like it was his new friend. “It got legs, Momma!” he said. When I looked, sure enough, it had legs.
All onions chopped, we added the butter, sage leaves and garlic, olive oil and seasoned with salt and pepper. Okay, I’m lying about the pepper. I should have, but we had none left. Okay, I’m lying again. We had some but the squeaking of the pepper mill sets my teeth on edge. No pepper.
I only realised when plucking the leaves that this is what stuffing is made of… Sage and Onion! Yes, I know, I’m slightly behind when it comes to food. I never even thought about what was in that stuffing, just that it was called, “Sage and Onion Stuffing”. Never mind me ~ I’m just enjoying my mini revelations 🙂
It was delicious! I wasn’t entirely sure whether I should fish the sage leaves out or not, but it tasted great. I felt pretty good about myself accomplishing this…until Dadda “whipped up” some meringues and a summer berry coulis for dessert this evening…. *Sigh*