It doesn’t happen all that often, but today, I was suddenly overcome by the urge to make a huge vat of comforting food – namely, a chorizo, pancetta & bean casserole. The recipe I’m following comes from a friend’s blog, and I was mainly attracted to it (apart from the delicious ingredients and the fact you can just throw it all in a casserole dish, stirring when you remember) from her quote about having made it previously:
“…the last lot I cooked were so good, it was like Satan was trying to tempt me, using the medium of bean.”
Ask the housekeeper to provide the following:
3 large cans flageolet beans
3 cans chopped tomatoes in juice
2 decent size good chorizo sausages, chopped roughly, but small.
1 little box/container of cubed pancetta, of the sort you get in all supermarkets, in conjoined-twin boxes.
2 red onions, chopped smallish
1 good handful of fresh herbs – (I’m using thyme – Chiller also recommends sage & golden marjoram)
About 4 cloves of fresh garlic, chopped tiny (I have put 5 in, as both me and the be-ringletted fiance really really like garlic – so much that the roof of your mouth hurts. You may wish to stick to Chiller’s amount…)
A mean 1/2 tsp sugar, a pinch of salt.
Throw everything into a large oven-proof casserole type thingy.
Shove in oven – gas mark 5 / 190° C / 375° F – for 2-3 hours, stirring when you can be arsed. Once an hour, ideally.
Leave overnight for flavours to infuse further, if freezing.
Spoon into faces of hungry people.
I really love earthy, chunky casseroles with great handfuls of various whatnots thrown in. As I sit and type this, it’s smelling fabulous already – all mercilessly hurled into a duck-egg blue casserole pot and lovingly shoved into the oven. There’s an awful lot of it – Chiller explains that this freezes really well, so unless 10 extra people turn up on our doorstep, I rather suspect we may be reaching for the freezable tupperware.
As I have come over all domestic, have a themed collection of (not quite traditional) domestic loveliness…
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The ‘How to Get a Husband’ apron is a must-have, really. Ladies, you should all follow the sage advice therein:
“Don’t scold him if he takes a drink!”
“Avoid that boyish look.”
“Don’t be sulky.”
“Don’t be too sexy.”
“Don’t argue! He is always right!”
“Show him that you love housework.”
It wasn’t until I had mastered all the above that I finally snared myself a man willing to marry me. Obviously, I am the perfect housewife, but some of you may have to try harder – in which case, go for the gin, corsets & heels.
Yours in domestic bliss (with added gin)
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