spaghetti sauce

I've been getting sacks of veggies each Wednesday. It's kind of crazy. This week the bag had green beans, corn on the cob, potatoes, beets, carrots, cucumbers, zucchini, cabbage, broccoli, cabbage, onions and green onions. It's a lot. I still have stuff from the past couple of weeks that I haven't gotten around to.

Tonight I decided that I needed to take care of some of this. I really don't want to compost my mountains of veggies. Actually, we've been doing pretty well. Not much has been wasted. I had a tray and a half of ground beef in my fridges that I needed to do something with, so instead of bagging and freezing it I made spaghetti sauce.

My spaghetti sauce:
  • 4 onions
  • 4.7 pounds of lean ground beef
  • 1 red pepper
  • 1 yellow pepper
  • 4 celery stalks
  • a big handful of carrots
  • 2.5 zucchini
  • numerous garlic cloves
  • giant handful of green beans
  • can of diced tomatoes
  • 4 cans of Hunt's pasta sauce
  • fresh basil
  • oregano
  • 3 bay leaves
  • salt and pepper. You don't want to know how much salt. I figure that my body will be preserved for years after I die.

I was going to toss in a couple of kohlrabi's that I'm not entirely sure what to do with. I think I'll just cut them up and roast them when I do my zucchini. I've never actually roasted zucchini before, but I know I'll like it. Is it normal that I love zucchini raw? I'll cut it all up with the intentions of sauteing it with something, and before the pan is ready for it I've eaten half of it off the counter.

I'll probably get worms.

Did your mother ever tell you not to eat certain things because you'd get worms? Mine did. Thanks Mom. I now resign myself to the impending worms every time I eat something a little different. Raw pasta was what was apparently going to give me worms as a kid. My mom always told me that I was going to get worms when I'd sneak a raw stick of spaghetti out of the box. I'm sure it didn't stop me. I figured that nature would figure it all out. I now tell my kids the same thing and it doesn't stop them either. It does make Steven roll his eyes and look at me like I descended from Mars.

It's really cool on Mars. Cooler than Venus anyway.

Where was I?

Right, raw zucchini. It's too bad I don't crave it enough to eat that when I feel munchie, instead of copious amounts of granola bars.

I could eat one right now. A granola bar. Or seven. May as well just make it eight for the box.

Right, spaghetti sauce. It's delicious!! I pureed one and a half of the zucchinis to make the sauce a little thicker before I added in the can of diced tomatoes. It was all neat and green with chunks of tomato floating in it. Yum. I also used my beloved new food processor to slice the beans, the rest of the zucchini, the carrots, peppers, etc.

When I make spaghetti sauce the kids now ask me if it's homemade. Apparently they don't like it when I add loads of extra stuff to it. I've always made it with ground beef, onion, a pepper, garlic, and a can of spaghetti sauce. Sometimes I throw in some mushrooms. They're good with this stuff. It's the green beans, carrots, hunks of zucchini that they complain about.

Suckers. Not that it doesn't taste good. I love my spaghetti sauce! They'll learn.

It made four meals (probably each with leftovers), which I divided into ice cream pails for my freezer. Yay pre-made dinner! Did you know that you can drop a frozen ice-cream pail sized block of food into a slow cooker in the morning and at five o'clock you've got a delicious, bubbling, savory meal for your family?

Now you do.

Bon Apetit!

Comments

Heather said…
Blahha... that made me laugh out loud. My mom told us we'd get worms too if we ate certain things. A childhood friend told me that if I ate raw potatoes, I'd get worms. I beleived it for years after!! I guess her mom told her that too!!! Blahhaha... Too funny!!!
Q&L said…
sounds yummy, i also like grilled zucchini, somehow i never make it for myself.

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