Can’t take credit for this one. (Technically, I owe credit to my Italian mamma, Rachel Gloria, for most of my own recipes because I’ve gotten most of my ideas from her!) This is ridiculously yummy!
Recipe Yields 4-6 Servings
* 1.5-2 lbs. Lean Ground Beef (or Beef, pork, and veal medley)
* 2 Yellow Onions chopped
* 1 Green Pepper Chopped
* 1 lb. Mushrooms sliced
* 4-6 Cloves Garlic chopped
* 2 Lg. Eggs
* 2 Cups Bread Crumbs
* 1/3 Cup Ketchup
* 2 Tbs. Sriracha (Optional for a little heat)
* 1 Tbs. EVOO, Fresh chopped Parsely, Salt & Pepper
* I Jar of Brown Gravy (or home-cooked brown gravy thickened with corn-starch)
* Preheat Oven to 350.
* In a large saucepan over medium-high heat, saute’ chopped onions, green pepper, and garlic until translucent.
* Meanwhile in a large bowl, add breadcrumbs with 1 cup of milk or warm water to soften the breadcrumbs.
* Add ground meat, eggs, salt, and pepper, parsley, Ketchup, Sriracha,
*Add cooked onion, peppers, and garlic to the mixture.
* Mix together with your hands
* Shape into 4-6 oversized burger patties and place in a roasting pan or tin. Cover with Foil
* Cook for 1.5 hours.
* After 1 hour of cooking add sauteed mushrooms (just add a little more EVOO to the same saucepan you cooked the onion/pepper/garlic in)
* Pour mushrooms and jar of brown gravy over the beef patties.
* Keep foil off for remaining 15-30 minutes.
* Serve with pork-n-beans and your favorite prepared mashed potatoes!
* All ovens vary. Check meat every 30 minutes. The end result will have no pink on the inside and not too much dark on the outside.
Within the last 36 months, I have invested more time in my female relationships than ordinary. I have visited 6 college friends that are literally scattered across the East Coast (From Rochester and Chicago to Orlando, Florida). I literally moved in with my beloved friend during the time of transition when I lost one job and acquired another. I coordinated several women’s luncheons and gatherings as well as a few girly get-away trips to the mountains. And, I made one monumental visit (in the Fall of 2010 and after 25 years apart) to visit my dearest and silliest elementary school friend, in Boston.
(Warning: I use the words Boobs and Period in this post.)
When I was a young teenager, I was a girly-girl on the inside, but probably more like a tomboy on the outside. I loved girly things such as Barbies, dancing, and crafts. I also loved to play basketball, adventure in the woods, and ride motorized bikes. I had a compassionate and gentle heart inside this gawky, skinny, and narrow frame. None of this concerned me growing up. But, by the time I turned 13, I grew nervous about having no boobs and no period.
In three short days, my husband, Scott, and I will be selling our ocean-view condo in Margate, South Jersey. It was something we had talked about for a while, and now our hopes in officially and entirely owning an actual piece of land, closer to family and civilization (Oh, and coincidently including a massive home in desperate need of TLC) is finally coming to fruition.
Today, as I sit here in my haven in our Beach Condo (which will be sold next week), I reflect on the bittersweet feelings in letting go and moving on. As I watch the calming waters of the ocean in front of me, listen to the seagulls around me, and breathe in the salt air… I close my eyes and begin to dream of the next chapter in my life.
We are finally buying our very own home. A 200-year old fixer-upper on a pristine street lined with trees and beautiful houses, in a quaint picturesque neighborhood. Selling this condo here is buying our home there. It’s a bittersweet exchange. No more beach view and daily walks along the ocean. It’s time to let go, and look forward to something new.