There are few ingredients more traumatizing to use than the paper-thin sheets of phyllo dough. I’ve been yelled at by more than one older Greek woman to “cover your dough! You’re letting it get dry!!”
Unlike pumpkin pie, which is usually relegated exclusively to the Thanksgiving meal, apple pie gets to sashay its way all throughout autumn and winter. Good, because I like to eat it and it’s easy to prepare!
I used to make a “simpler” (read: plain) version of this sauce and the boys loved it. Then I decided to get crazy and add other vegetables. My boys cried. Then they ate it. They forgave me.
I have three varieties of plum trees in my yard. The earliest to ripen is the Santa Rosa. They look and smell so luscious, and then you bite into one. PUCKER!!!
I managed to actually have some success this year growing cabbages. I pretty much grew them to make stuffed cabbage leaves. Could I buy them at the store? Of course, but where’s the fun in that?!
I made this soup on a whim to use up scraps from another recipe. I uttered the words “oh my God!” when I tried it. I may have thrown in another term, too, but I’m keeping this site “G” rated.