I made braciole last night for dinner. My butcher was out of the top round that I usually use, so I got some thin sirloin and pounded it out. I made three individual ones filled with breadcrumbs, parmesean cheese, herbs/spices, egg, and a bit of milk.
Made homemade sauce to go along with it, based loosely on my grandmother's recipe that I typically use for big batches.
It was a damn tasty meal, and I (yet again) forgot to take any pictures.
Then while my toddler was eating with my wife he started to choke (either he had too big of a bite, or he was too full), and he threw it all up.
My wife is pregnant, and an hour after dinner our soon-to-be-born daughter was giving her a workout, and she ended up throwing it all up.
3-4 hours of cooking and prep time, and both my wife and my kid threw it up :-(
Fuck it, I've got a ton left that I'm going to eat.
Made homemade sauce to go along with it, based loosely on my grandmother's recipe that I typically use for big batches.
It was a damn tasty meal, and I (yet again) forgot to take any pictures.
Then while my toddler was eating with my wife he started to choke (either he had too big of a bite, or he was too full), and he threw it all up.
My wife is pregnant, and an hour after dinner our soon-to-be-born daughter was giving her a workout, and she ended up throwing it all up.
3-4 hours of cooking and prep time, and both my wife and my kid threw it up :-(
Fuck it, I've got a ton left that I'm going to eat.