“And men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper.” – William Shakespeare.
When it is a rainy January night and you live half way up a mountain one craves warming, simple comfort food. Our nephew Brett and his wife Fiona were entertaining us. What a delight to walk into their new home and smell the rich aroma of dinner cooking. Perfectly grilled lamb sausages served on mashed potatoes with a fresh tomato sauce. A supper so delicious I repeated a slightly different version on this dreary winter day.
This recipe is composed of several parts. Each quite simple, but the sum total of their parts is an outstanding dish perfect for a family supper or casual entertaining. You can vary the recipe by your choice of sausages. We are fortunate that our local Ladner village grocery store, Budget Foods, carries several varieties of Italian pork sausages from A. BOSA (a class act Italian grocery store in Vancouver).
Polenta is a staple of northern Italy and its hearty character is best accented by the robust flavours of the savory ragout. SAUSAGES WITH TOMATO-OLIVE RAGOUT AND POLENTA is indeed nourishment which is called supper.
So lovely to read your blog! It was great to have you both here, we must see you again soon!
We loved meeting the lovely Lucy. She is a charmer. V.
Devine! Have not had this dish in YEARS………NOW is the time. The beautiful creamy polenta served next to the beautiful Italian sausage with those marvelous flavours infused and then the tomatoes cooked to perfection with onion and garlic and the Olives hidden away to surprise the taste buds. Food fit for the gods, I say!
This really is “peasant” food. Earthy, simple in execution, and food you would serve to those you love. They know how long you must stand and stir your polenta. I stir a million good thoughts into every pan of polenta. I also hope some is left over. I love it cut into slices and grilled. I hope my Tin Man is having a wonderful day. V.
This really is “peasant” food. Earthy, simple in execution, and food you would serve to those you love. They know how long you must stand and stir your polenta. I stir a million good thoughts into every pan of polenta. I also hope some is left over. I love it cut into slices and grilled. I hope my Tin Man is having a wonderful day. V.
Mrs. Butterworth does it again! Beautiful presentation!
Now is this Mrs. Butterworth stealing Mrs. Butterfingers thunder?? You had me smiling. V.
What a yummy post, Virginia! xoxo