Another hot recipe from the kitchen of Ginger Bangs
So we’ve got a drizzly wet Sunday here in Nova Scotia. It’s not too cold, but it’s cold enough to be uncomfortable. So my plan is to put together a kind of belly-warming stick-to-your-ribs kind of meal.
So here goes.
First off, let me make one thing clear.
I am NOT any sort of kitchen goddess.
Why?
I don’t cook fancy. I don’t cook pretty.
I just cook.
Cooking is about as easy as cold beer going down on a hot summer day.
Basically there are maybe three or four different ways you can cook something. You can fry it. You can boil it. You can bake it.
No matter what sort of gourmet restaurant you step into — no matter HOW blue the plate may be and no matter what price tag is dangling off of those vittles odds are that they were fried, boiled or baked.
It just isn’t as hard as some folks like to pretend.
I started off by gathering the ingredients.
Meaning I looked around the kitchen to see what I had to work with.
I looked in the fridge. We had a leftover sausage — one of those big fat smoky sausages with chunks of cheddar thrown in to…
