Before we start, and before you whine about it being ANOTHER soup...it's not a soup...it's a stew.
So there.
And before we even GET to the recipe...I just wanted to share how much I LOVE cooking with my husband. He has Mondays and Tuesdays off, and that often means we get to cook dinner together. He usually does most of the work, being that he's so much more adept in the kitchen. But I always step in to do the stuff he doesn't like to do...like chop onions and prepare garnishes...you know...the prep work.
But cooking together highlights the many differences we have. For example, I obsess over missing an item from a recipe and will run to the store...whereas he will just simply substitute it for something else.
We also speak a different language. Or the same language, for which we assign different words. I don't know...
...but the point is that like all men and women...our communication skills leave a little something to be desired. It's not that we don't talk...it's that we don't LISTEN. And then we THINK that we know what the other person is saying because it's what we would be saying if we were them...not taking into account that we are NOT them and therefore would NOT be saying whatever it was we think they would've said.
Confused, yet?
Here...let me give you an example...
Jason and I were making a new recipe, called Italian Sausage and Cabbage Stew. I had to go and pick up kids, so he offered to stay home and get it started. I said: "Grab a couple pounds of sausage from the freezer and thaw it, break the links from their casings and brown it up, and by then I should be home."
When I got home, I smelled something wonderful cooking...something spicy and mouth-watering...but something that was definitely NOT Sweet Italian Sausage. Sure enough, I went into the kitchen, and Jason is faithfully browning 2 pounds of....chorizo.
"Hey," I said, as I picked up the recipe that was placed strategically next to the stove, "That's not Italian Sausage".
"You didn't say Italian sausage...you said sausage, and I saw this and thought it was what you meant."
"No...I didn't say Italian sausage, but the recipe is called 'Italian Sausage and Cabbage Stew'...see?" I pointed purposefully at the paper.
"Well," he sighed, rather exasperated, "I thought this is what you meant. Want me to stop?"
I checked the menu. I hadn't been planning on using that chorizo for another two weeks...it's at the END of my menu. But it was already 3/4 browned.
"Can you finish cooking it, and then I can freeze it?" I asked.
"Yeah," he answered, "Go get the right stuff and I'll fry that up next."
So...on the bright side...I have my chorizo all cooked for when I make enchiladas in a couple weeks.
All cooked up and ready for... |
Upon further discussion and banter, Jason admitted that he had opened the freezer, and the chorizo was the first thing he saw, so he assumed that's what I wanted. The packages of Italian sausage were right below that, but he didn't actually look around.
It reminds me of a book a friend of mine has called Pat the Husband...a satire based around the premise of the children's book Pat the Bunny. Just like the children's book, it has flaps to lift and things to touch...and it supposedly "teaches" adults the differences between women and men. My favorite page is when the husband is looking for big gallon of milk, but it is behind the little jar of ketchup, so he can't "find" it. So you have to pull the tab over so the ketchup slides out of the way and viola! He sees the milk!!
Cooking with Jason also reminds me that I have to be very specific when I speak, and not be so vague. After all...chorizo IS a type of sausage...in fact...it's Jasons FAVORITE type...so OF COURSE he was instantly drawn to it.
And I can't get mad even if I was specific because that doesn't mean my speaking mixed magically with his listening. We are different people...programmed different ways, and have different methods of understanding. It's something I'm sure we'll work on all our lives...and still never get perfect.
But this is why I love cooking with Jason. It gives us a chance to talk, listen, learn...communicate...no matter how imperfectly. And I love that time...
This is a simple stew.The broth is rich and flavorful. Changes I'd make next time include chopping the cabbage into smaller bits...
No need to double (although I did...just for fun, and because I wanted leftovers)...
Yumminess... |
Italian Sausage and Cabbage Stew
- 2 TBS olive oil
- 1 pound SWEET Italian sausage, bulk, or removed from casings
- 1 large yellow onion, half sliced and half minced
- 2 garlic cloves. minced
- 1-1/2 cups white wine
- 1 15-ounce can of cannellini beans
- 1 quart vegetable or chicken stock
- 1 quart water
- 1 tsp salt, more to taste
- 1 2-pound savoy cabbage, quartered, then sliced into 1/4-inch slices (I would then cut those slices in HALF width wise)
- 2 bay leaves
- 1 cup chopped Italian parsley, loosely packed
- 1/2 cup to a cup freshly grated Parmesan or Pecorino cheese
2. Add the minced onion (save the sliced onion for later) and saute for 3-4 minutes, stirring often. Once the onions give up some of their water, use a wooden spoon to scrape up any browned bits from the bottom of the pot. Add the minced garlic and cook for another 1-2 minutes.
3. Add the white wine and the beans and bring to a rolling boil. Reduce to a simmer. Cover and cook for 10 minutes. If you want, for a thicker base, use a blender to blend some (or all) of the beans and onions. (note: I did this...and honestly, I couldn't tell much of a difference in the soup's consistency. So it's entirely up to you.)
Baby...can you pour me a glass of wine? |
Bubbly... |
Serves 8-10 people
courtesy Simply Recipes
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