My mother did not make ‘pasta’.
She made Creamettes or noodles.
She didn’t make ‘skillet dinners’ or ‘stir-fries’ or even ‘casseroles’.
She made hot dishes.
She would have loved this.
Think of it as comfort food without all the calories.
Noodles with Beef and Savoy Cabbage
Total time: 30 minutes
- 12oz (360gr) ground beef (mince)
- 1 medium onion, chopped
- 1 rib celery, chopped
- 2 garlic cloves, minced
- 3 cups thinly sliced Savoy or green cabbage
- 2 tsp olive oil
- 1 tbs dried sage, crumbled
- 1 tsp Herbes de Provence
- 1/2 cup (4oz, 120ml) beef broth
- 1/2 cup Greek yogurt
- 4oz (120gr) egg noodles
- Cook noodles according to package directions.
- Heat olive oil in large non-stick skillet.
- Add onions, garlic and celery; sauté until tender.
- Add beef and sauté, breaking it up as it browns
- Add cabbage, herbs and beef broth, cover and simmer 20 minutes, until cabbage is tender
- Remove beef and cabbage from heat and stir in yogurt.
- Add noodles, stir and serve.
A rumor has floated across the pond that the US Post Office is going to stop delivering mail on Saturday.
I have no idea whether or not people are upset about this….
But it did set me to wandering down memory lane.
When I was a child we got our mail at the local post office, which we could walk to on a nice day.
When I was on my own and living in apartment buildings I got my mail in the lobby, as is typical.
There was one, brief interlude when I rented a house that had a letter box next to the door. That was kind of fun.
Our house in Minnesota had a post box at the end of the lane. Sometimes we made the trek out on Saturday; sometimes not.
When we moved to Ireland we had a slot in the front door…. Which was really handy – one quick glance on the floor to tell if we had mail or not. Another thing about Ireland – they delivered twice a day.
In Andorra we got our mail at the bank. All the people who lived ‘on the hill’, otherwise known as the mountains, got their mail at one of the banks. Mail was delivered in the villages.
Andorra didn’t have their own postal system, but used the services of both the French and the Spanish postal systems. If we got a package, we had to look at the notice to determine which post office had it. Our bank was on the other side of the country (remember, only 25 miles) so we only got our mail once a week. It was rather nice…. A week’s worth could be dealt with all at once. Of course, if I was waiting for a package it was a little inconvenient…. But I got used to it.
Just so you know: a lot of people got their mail at the bank – and kept their money at the post office. The French post office offers savings and investment accounts.
Here in France we’re back with a post box by the gate and it’s delivered daily.
So…. If you’re worried – don’t bother. You’ll adjust.