Belated Valentine’s Day

Yes we are celebrating Valentine’s Day a day late. Yesterday we went out with Lenore and Ralph and had a late lunch at Malone’s. Neither Chris nor I were hungry for a dinner last night. So tonight we had our Valentines Day dinner. And what a dinner it was…
I started the 18 Hour Bread yesterday and baked it today.

For dinner I made Braciole in Marinara Sauce. Still trying to master the art of tying the Braciole with twine.

Ingredients-
3 cups of tomato sauce ( I had 3 cups in the freezer!)
1 tbsp. oregano
1/2 cup grated Parmigiano Reggiano cheese

1 cup chopped Italian Parsley
1/4 tsp nutmeg
1 3/4 pound Braciole
Salt and Pepper
flour for dusting
1/4 olive oil
1/2 dry red wine
 


Method-
In a medium saucepan, combine the tomato sauce oregano and bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer while you assemble the braciole.

In mixing bowl, mix cheese and parsley. Lay pieces of steak on a board and season with salt and pepper. Divide the cheese mixture evenly over the meat. Roll up each piece like a jelly roll and tie with butcher’s twine. Season with salt and pepper and roll in flour to coat.

In a skillet, heat the olive oil. Place steak pieces in skillet and brown evenly. Transfer to plate and repeat with remaining rolls. Pour off the cooking oil. Add the red wine and stir the bottom of the skillet with a wooden spoon to loosen the browned bits. Add the simmering tomato sauce and bring to a boil Add the beef rolls and simmer uncovered 10 to 15 minutes, until the meat is cooked through.
 
The side dish was Broccoli Rabe, which was steamed and then sauteed in olive oil and seasoned with salt and crushed red pepper. I toasted some of that 18 hour bread and topped that with the Broccoli Rabe. Some Burrata cheese on top with a drizzle of olive oil. The stuff that dreams are made of, well my dreams!

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I am a graphic/web designer. When not at work I love being in the kitchen. It brings back good memories of all the great cooks in my family who are no longer with us. Sometimes when my husband comes home he will say our house smells like an Italian restaurant. I know of no greater compliment.
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