Sausage, Cabbage and Barley Soup; Why?

This is what happens when one does the shopping the day before one gets sick….

One ends up with a refrigerator full of food that needs to be used up as all of the planned cooking was replaced by chicken soup.

Meat can be frozen for later…. Veggies become soup.

But, one can never have too much soup, and, when one starts to recover a little spice is nice.

Sausage, Cabbage and Barley Soup 

Total time: 50 minutes  


  • 12oz (360gr) spicy, smoked sausages, cut in half the long way, then sliced
  • 6 cups (48oz, 1440ml) beef stock
  • 2 cups (16oz, 480gr) chopped tomatoes
  • 1 cup (8oz, 240ml) tomato sauce
  • 1 onion, chopped
  • 1 yellow (or green) pepper, chopped
  • 4 carrots, cut in half the long way, then sliced
  • 3 ribs celery, cut in half the long way, then sliced
  • 3 cups shredded Savoy or green cabbage
  • 1 tbs olive oil
  • 1 tsp paprika
  • 1 tsp chili powder
  • 1 tsp dried thyme
  • 1 tsp dried marjoram
  • 3 bay leaves
  • 2/3 cup quick-cooking barley

Cabbage Sausage Soup

  • In large Dutch Oven (soup kettle) heat the olive oul over medium-high heat. 
  • Add the sliced sausages, sauté.
  • As you chop the vegetables, add them to the pot, stirring and cooking.
  • When all of the vegetables are in and starting to soften, add the stock, tomatoes, tomato sauce, herbs and spices.
  • Heat the soup to boiling.
  • Add the barley.
  • When the soup returns to boiling, reduce heat to a hard simmer, cover and cook for 30 minutes.
  • Remove bay leaves and serve.

As to my question ‘Why’?

Why do my dogs have a 23 hour day when mine is 24 hours long?

Every day, I take them for their final walk at 5:00 PM and then feed them. (The final walk is on leashes because the bunnies are out and about.)

Every day, around 4:00 PM they decide it’s time.  I get nudged and bugged and bumped for an hour.

If I make the slightest sign of shifting in my chair they race to the door.

This past week, since I’ve been under the weather, their day has been even shorter….

Today, I crossed my legs at 3:30 and they started racing around and barking.

In the summer, this doesn’t happen.

The door is open all day, they go in and out at will and time seems to just flow naturally.

But this is winter.

It rains.

This is our field at the moment.

That is not snow; it’s standing water.

Everything is saturated.

Everywhere is slippery mud.

They don’t like the rain.

When I open the door for them to go out and take care of business (at their request), they each stick a paw out and if they feel a drop of rain, turn around and come back.

However, if I have the leashes in my hand they are more than happy to go out for a nice long walk.

Why, after a long walk in the rain, do they refuse to shake in the barn.  They always wait until they’re in the house, by the furniture, to shake….

And why do they always come to lay their wet, soggy heads in my lap immediately?

Neither one had a dry place anywhere on their smelly bodies today for me to pet.

Eau de Wet Dog was the prevailing scent chez nous.

There is not supposed to be a stream there – anywhere.

I suppose I should quit complaining and be happy it’s NOT snow….

But where would the fun be in that?

I am happy that our floor tiles are the same color as the mud.

Oh, that lovely green field is either winter wheat or rapeseed.

Last update on October 14, 2018

7 thoughts on “Sausage, Cabbage and Barley Soup; Why?”

  1. I know the feeling. Our Dog has a way of communicating that is totally comical. A nudge, a head shake pointing toward the door, several shakes of the head pointing toward the door, a woof, a brown-eyed look. Duh, I guess she wants to go out . . . and it is usually an hour before the appointed time. She equates afternoon walks with the following dinner. The sooner she can walk, the sooner she can eat. It is much better when we are in Lake Lure and can let her out to do her own thing. By the way, Daisy has her own blog now. I know, silly as can be, but David was bored one day and set her up as a blogger. David needs another project I think. Here is the link.

  2. My Cora is the same, well ready for dinner a full hour before dinner time. As to the shaking in the barn rather than in the house, I have discovered a little trick that won’t keep you dry but will perhaps save the furniture. I press gently down on Cora’s neck just behind the skull and tell her “Shake! Shake!” I don’t know if it’s the pressure or if that wicks some water down to her skull, but almost every time, she shakes when I do this. Needless to say, I do it outside. If she does squeeze by me into the entry hall before shaking, I leave a big towel on that table before I go out, and quickly blanket her with it to get most of the water – and for some reason, she doesn’t shake until I lift off the towel. One dog lover to another – bonne chance! 😀

  3. That soup looks just the thing for the horribly cold weather we’re having in the high desert. And I love love love sausages.
    The farmers grew rapeseed right out the back door of our house in Germany. It bloomed brilliant yellow, which helped brighten up the usually-dour German cloudy days. We have a watercolor of our village showing rapeseed blooming. The artist framed his own art — with an ugly brown matte that better symbolizes the typical light conditions (and mood) around there!

  4. Yes, I too have to keep to the dog timetable else the harrassment becomes ridiculous – it is just best to go with the canine flow and get the walk out of the way. At least while it is so hot – today was 41 C – Lucy is only interested in 2 out of our 3 walks but the Cocopop is queueing at the door, rain, hail or shine and chases the ball even on days like today in the heat then goes ‘swimming’ in her bucket of water when we get home.

  5. Ruth, soup always does the trick…. but it was a nasty cold!
    Penny, we had a Daisy, once… I’ll go see what yours is up to LOL. Yes, dinner is immediately after the last walk….
    Thanks, Zoomie… Bonnie’s coat is so thick I doubt it would work, but I’ll try. She hates the rain, gets so wet and takes forever to dry off. Guapa is much better. It will probably work for her. She dries in half the time….
    Dan, we always have some rapeseed around, some years more than others. I’m hoping… It’s such a pretty sight in the spring…. After months of gray.
    manningroad, when we lived in Andorra, Sedi had her own waterfall to jump in… I wish I could teach them to chase the ball – well, they chase, they just don’t bring it back….

  6. That soup looks so good I’m sure I can smell it’s aroma. Nothing like soup when you’re feeling under the weather or on a cold, wet and miserable day with a hunk of fresh crusty bread. Mmmm

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