When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Stuff Stuff.

stuffed cabbage round two 002 (Large)
 

“My hobby is stuffing things. You know, taxidermy. And I guess I’d just rather stuff birds because I hate the look of beasts when they’re stuffed…”

(You Know Who as You Know Who from You Know What, You Know When)

stuffing thingsOkay, so it’s not perfectly rolled golabki at all (and YES, I added a bit to a lot more pureed tomato before popping both dishes in the oven). But that what I do when my brain is boiling over at stupid stuff others do. I cook something to relax or pretend I’m cooking my problem to relax or something. Nope, I’m not going to eat all that stuffed cabbage. Some will go to mother dear and I’ll probably freeze the rest. Given that it’s only the second time I’m making this dish (using bits of a few online recipes just to mix things up) I think it’ll turn out as well as the first time or even better. Results will appear in about an hour and a half or so. Maybe I’ll put up a second post… but don’t bet on it. I have a few fish to fry before the evening is over (and I’m not talking about actual fish).

Um, anyone else want to come over for dinner? Sixteen pieces of stuffed cabbage can serve about four more hungry folks and I put some potato slices in both dishes just because I had two spuds left and they do go well with cabbage…

stuffed cabbage round two 003 (Large)

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2 thoughts on “When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Stuff Stuff.

    • Oh, neither of those were finished product photos. I was going to take and post some later on that evening but the batteries died in my camera and by the time I recharged them any leftovers were packed away. That said, they turned out pretty well (although next time I’ll thin out the sauce a bit more. Perhaps with some wine) as it was bit too thick compared to the first time I made them a few months back. Ah well. As with life, adjustments are required every now and then.

      Ans yup, I also hated cabbage as a kid. Mostly because it was too overcooked and stinky. By the time I had been exposed to it properly prepared, I was amazed and wished there was time travel because some people needed to know it didn’t have to be cooked to mushy death to be edible.

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