There are some secrets to pan grilling the perfect sausage for this classic Italian sandwich. Then, take the same sausage, peppers and onions and nestle them into Italy’s version of a tortilla called Piadini and you have two Italian street food faves!
hot Italian sausage
Philly Cheesesteak Pasta Skillet and Sporcamuss
You love a good Philly Cheesesteak. How about adding some Rotini to all of the flavors of that iconic sandwich and turning it into an Italian Pasta Skillet? And Sporcamuss! It means “Dirty the Mouth” in Italian, because when you bite into this puff pastry filled with whipped cream delicacy, and it oozes out and lands on the lips! It’s heaven in a puff pocket!
Dad D’Atri’s Turkey Stuffing
This Rescued Recipe is so special to me, and I hope you love it as much as I do! It’s my Dad’s amazingly moist and flavorful Thanksgiving turkey stuffing, the memories of which are as savory and sweet as the recipe itself. I was always Dad’s little kitchen buddy, especially at Thanksgiving. He was famous in our house for his sausage, walnut and apple stuffing and I was his official apple-chopper. I never really like peeling, coring and dicing that gigantic bowl full of apples, but I loved being around my Dad. I would have happily peeled and chopped ten truckloads of apples if it meant chumming around with him in the kitchen. This was “our” day. Get in our way and you’d more than likely get caught up in the frenetic wake of our chop-sauté, chop-sauté. There was never a better place to be and not a spot on earth that was more aromatic than our kitchen at 6am on Thanksgiving morning. That’s when our restaurant-sized skillet came to life with the dance of the sautéed onions, carrots and celery, all waiting for the official apple chopper to focus on her task at hand. Finally (ten billion apples later) the magical mixture came together. The sausage got added to the onions, the onion mixture got tossed with the apples and then everything went into a massive bowl where the cornbread stuffing was waiting to be happily drenched in that savory goodness. Being Dad’s kitchen pal came with huge rewards. It always got me to the head of the Thanksgiving meal line where I would “test and approve” spoonfuls and spoonfuls and spoonfuls of stuffing right out of the hot bird. So today, just a few days away from that family feeding frenzy we call The Thanksgiving Feast, I proudly share my own treasured Rescued Recipe with you. I’m so very thankful that, in all those years, Dad never once let me know how much I really just got in his way.



