Written for RDP, where leapingtoes asks
us to get creative with the word βbrokeβ.
Hereβs where the prompt took me.
Tag: Cooking
Being Sicilian: A Haibun
Written for Sammiβs Weekend Writing Prompt
#440 where weβre asked to be creative in exactly
97 words using the word βheritageβ. Hereβs my take.
RDP Saturday: sandwich
Today at RDP, we are asked to share a
story, poem, photo, painting, essay, etc.,
focusing on the word βsandwichβ. Hereβs my take.
First Light Of Dawn
Written for Muse on Monday where David asks us
to write a story about baking late at night.
Here’s where the prompt took me.
Smokin’!
Written for Laughing Along With
A Limerick #231 where our prompt
word is βdadβ. This is my limerick.
Pull Up A Chair
Written for Ovi Poetry Challenge #78.
This weekβs inspiration word is
βtemptationβ. This is my ovi.
This Or That
Written for Kymber Hawkeβs Get To Know You #45.
Here are her three questions and my three answers.
Lamb Stew
Looking through my early stories, I found one from 2017,
my first year on WordPress, with only 4 likes and no comments;
I thought I’d give it another shot. Any similarity between the MC
and yours truly is very much intended. I hope you enjoy Lamb Stew.
Carla’s Big Night
Written for Friday Fictioneers where we’re given a photo
and asked to let it inspire us to create something magical
in 100 words or less. This is my 100-word inspired creation.

βUngrateful β¦ bastard β¦ son-of-a-bitch β¦ always telling me what to do β¦ when to do it β¦ waiting on him like a motherless child β¦ picking up after him β¦ cooking three meals a day β¦ seven days a week β¦ cleaning β¦ cleaning β¦ cleaning β¦ and whatβs my reward β¦ an unwelcome fuck at 3 AM β¦ pig β¦ I β¦ have β¦ had β¦ enough!β
Carlaβs thoughts raced through her head like a locomotive engulfed in flames.
βYou gonna cook that pizza or beat it to death?β he snarled.
He died instantly. Death by rolling pin.
NARΒ©2024
100 Words
This is a live acoustic cover of The Allman Brothersβ βWhipping Postβ performed by Matie Cummings and Jeremy Edge

making an attempt at humor. Circa 1965.
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Lovin’ From The Oven
Written for Weekend Writing Prompt #357
using the word “temperature” in exactly 37 words.

Oven temperature set for 425ΒΊF.
Brush turkey liberally with melted butter. Sprinkle with salt and drape bird with bacon strips. Place in oven and go watch the Macyβs Parade.
Return to heavenly, scrumptious golden-brown deliciousness.
Happy Easter!
NARΒ©2024
37 Words
This is “Easter Parade” by Frank Sinatra
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WHEELBARROWS AND WOODPECKERS: PART 2

Yesterday my MC had just emailed his estranged wife
and was hoping for a reply, a Christmas miracle.
Here’s where we left off. Let’s continue:
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Push send and cross my fingers that Annie hasn’t changed her email address. Going to bed and will say a prayer for a Christmas miracle…..
I woke up early again today; itβs Christmas morning. Iβm anxious and afraid to check my email. Can I bring myself to read beyond the first couple of words? Instead, I decide to wait just a bit and pour myself a cup of coffee. I sit looking out the window as the woodpeckers hop from branch to branch finding their way home.
Did Annie get my email? Will she answer me? I guess I can put off the inevitable for only so long. I decide to check my computer; nothing. My heart is shattered and I crumble onto the chair . What a fool I was to wait so long to reach out to her.
It’s early afternoon now and the luscious aroma of roasting turkey is wafting through every room in the house; I canβt bear the thought of eating Christmas dinner alone. When everything is done cooking, Iβll pack up all the food and bring it to the soup kitchen; at least someone will reap the benefits of my stupidity.
I clean up, get dressed and pour myself a glass of wine. Perhaps Iβll sit by the tree and listen to some Christmas music while the turkey finishes doing its thing. The happy tunes coming from the radio do not match my mood and then, as if by simply willing it to happen, a melancholy song starts up. I never thought I would be spending Christmas like this …. alone, broken-hearted and in tears.
I hastily wipe at my eyes with the back of my hands and turn off the radio. No more music today. Time to see how the dinner is coming along. On my way into the kitchen, I glance out the window at the woodpeckers. Standing by the once useless wheelbarrow, suitcase in hand, is my Annie. She gives me a slow, sweet smile and a little wave.
Without stopping to think “Is this real?”, I flew down the stairs and out the back door. Thank you, God, for second chances.
NAR Β© 2023
This is βIβll Be Home For Christmasβ by Diana Krall.
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS,
MY DEAR FRIENDS!
MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE!
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WHEELBARROWS AND WOODPECKERS: PART 1
Taking a short break to celebrate
Christmas with my family.
Rebooting an old favorite from 2021;
some of you have seen it; many haven’t.
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My Dear Annie,
It took about ten minutes of me staring at a blank computer screen before I started typing this email β and thatβs just today. Iβve been doing the same thing every day for the last eight months. I’ll type a paragraph, then delete it. The idea of reaching out to you began thirty seconds after you left our house and closed the door on our life together. I have about a thousand thoughts and questions swirling around in my brain, much like the snowflakes dancing in the wind in our backyard.
I got up early and made myself a cup of coffee, then sat by the kitchen window and watched the birds at the feeders. Youβll be happy to know the red-headed woodpeckers have returned, just as they always do. How I wish you would return to me, too.
I held my coffee cup up to my nose and inhaled the rich aroma of dark roast. Iβm drinking from that cup you gave me ages ago with COOL BEANS scrawled across the front. I use it every day and always think about you (not that I need a reminder) and Iβve decided that today will be the day I must summon the courage to write to you to say “I’m sorry”.
You see, tomorrow is Christmas Day and I canβt think of a better time to tell you whatβs on my mind. If I donβt do it today who knows if I ever will? I miss you, Annie. I miss you so damn much it literally hurts. My heart aches for you and my stomach churns when I realize what a first class jerk I was to let you slip through my fingers.
I donβt know what I was thinking. No, I take that back; I do know. I was thinking about myself β me, myself and I. What a stupid, selfish idiot I was. Iβm sure youβd agree with that assessment. Iβm equally sure thereβs a spot for me in the Guinness Book of World Records as the biggest fool ever. How could I expect you to put your dreams and plans on hold while I pursued mine?
If Iβve come to realize anything over these last few months itβs the fact that what I want in life isnβt more important than what you want and all my achievements are not worth a damn without you. I am so sorry for not seeing that sooner.
When I finally realized how empty my life was without you and how much I yearned to be sharing and living our dreams together, you were long gone. I donβt blame you one bit; if I was you, I would have left me, too. Iβm useless without you and Iβm so ashamed that I put myself before you.
Do you remember that old wheelbarrow we found last year buried under weeds and ivy? It was missing its wheel and was of no use to anyone. You had the brilliant idea of transforming it into a planter instead of throwing it away. I have also lost my wheel, my direction in life and I find I canβt do anything without it, without you. I need you to help bring me back to life, to give me purpose. I need your forgiveness. I need you.
I was driven by my obsession for success and power more than anything else β more than putting you first, more than your deepest desire to start a family. How could I have deprived you of that? How could I have deprived us of that? How could I have been so blind not to see that was exactly what I wanted too? Well, I screwed up royally. All the success and power I ever wanted are mine now but they are hollow victories. The price was too dear β losing you and everything that was and might have been, that should have been. I wake up alone in our bed and come home to an empty house. And all day, every day, I simply exist like a wheelbarrow without a wheel.
I have no idea where you are, how you are or what youβre doing. I pray that you havenβt lost all faith in me, even though that may be what I deserve. That would surely destroy me because my love for you is stronger than ever. I wouldnβt blame you for not believing what Iβm about to say but I would do anything, give up everything just to have you by my side once again. I am empty inside without you and Iβm begging for a second chance. My one hope that I cling to every day is the fact that I havenβt been served with divorce papers β¦. yet. Please tell me thereβs a chance for us, a chance that you can possibly forgive me.
Christmas Day. What a blessing it would be to have you back, to have you tell me weβre going to be okay! How grateful I would be for the opportunity to show you how much I love you and need you in my life!
Don’t laugh but I’m going to attempt to prepare my very first Christmas dinner by myself. I bought a small turkey, all the fixings and a lovely bottle of wine .β¦ just enough for two. It would give me the greatest joy to share the day with you and every day after that, to hold you in my arms and make all the sorrow go away.
Annie, if only you could sprout wings and fly home to me like the woodpeckers! Will you come home for Christmas? Please come back to me and never leave.
I love you so very much.
Charlie
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Push send and cross my fingers that Annie hasn’t changed her email address. Going to bed and will say a prayer for a Christmas miracle.
NAR Β© 2023
TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW
This is U2 with “Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home)”
Warmest Wishes This Christmas Eve!

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Nancy’s Fuhgeddaboudit Lasagna

Since publishing my story Honeysuckle and Provolone, I have received a few requests for my lasagna recipe. Iβm happy to share a great Italian dish which Iβm sure will become a favorite of yours. Iβve been making lasagna for more than 50 years and I have a few tricks that will prevent major headaches for anyone who is making lasagna for the first time.
The most difficult part about preparing lasagna is handling the boiled pasta sheets; they can be delicate and I always suggest cooking them al dente as they will continue to cook while in the oven. I know some people who prefer to skip the boiling step altogether since the sheets will cook and soften up in the tomato sauce while baking.
Another option is to place the lasagna sheets in a pan, cover with boiling water and let them sit for 30 minutes before rinsing in cold water. The people at Barilla make traditional lasagna sheets as well as ones that are oven-ready and do not require boiling; I have never tried making lasagna without first boiling the pasta sheets so I’m not an authority on the oven-ready method. However, I do know enough about cooking to know that the pasta will soften up sufficiently while baking as long as you use enough tomato sauce to cover it entirely.
I prefer to use Barilla pasta; I believe it is a superior product β lighter and tastier than other brands. That’s just my preference; please use whichever brand you like.

One box (1 lb) is sufficient for one 9×13″ lasagna.

They are much smaller, the package is smaller
and you will need to buy several boxes
to make one 9×13″ lasagna.
If youβre making a traditional lasagna and boiling the pasta first, it’s very important to use a BIG pot. The lasagna sheets are long and wide and need plenty of room to move around in the water; I prefer to cook six sheets at a time for less crowding in the pot. Also, itβs extremely helpful to add a splash of oil to the pasta water; this will keep the lasagna sheets from sticking together. Once lasagna sheets get stuck together, it’s extremely difficult to separate them without tearing. A little oil in the cooking water will prevent a big sticky problem. Boil the lasagna sheets for the amount of time indicated in the cooking directions on the box. And don’t forget to salt the cooking water.
Boiled lasagna sheets should be rinsed and separated in a colander under cold water immediately after cooking and kept in a pot or plastic tub of cold water while the meat is cooking and the cheese filling is being prepared. Just as you would use an ice bath to stop vegetables from overcooking and to retain their color, use a cold water bath for the cooked lasagna sheets.
Hereβs another trick a lot of cooks ignore. When assembling lasagna in a baking pan, the direction of the lasagna sheets should be alternated every other layer. The first layer of pasta should be placed lengthwise in the baking pan with the edges slightly overlapping; the next layer should be placed widthwise in the pan. Since the width of a standard lasagna pan is shorter than the length, the lasagna sheets will need to be trimmed to fit the pan. This is easy to do with standard kitchen scissors. Alternating the layers will make for a firmer lasagna that will not fall apart when cut into; this is the best assembly method to use regardless of the size of the pan and you will always have neatly cut squares of lasagna.
Here is an image of layering lasagna sheets; there’s no sauce or other ingredients in this image so you can clearly see what I mean by alternating the layers:

and trimmed to fit the size of the pan. Easy!
This may seem like a lot of information but don’t let it scare you; itβs basic reference info only. If you refer to it as you cook, you shouldnβt have any problems.
Now, letβs take a look at the ingredients:
1 lb sweet Italian sausage
1 lb ground chuck 80/20
Β½ cup diced onion
1 teaspoon minced garlic
28oz can crushed tomatoes (+see below)
12oz can tomato paste (+see below)
15oz can tomato sauce (+see below)
ΒΌ cup water
2 tablespoons granulated sugar
Β½ cup freshly chopped basil
1 teaspoon Italian seasoning (*see below)
1 teaspoon salt
ΒΌ teaspoon black pepper
4 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley
12 lasagna pasta sheets
15oz whole milk ricotta cheese
1 lb whole milk mozzarella, shredded (reserve a handful to sprinkle on top layer of lasagna)
Β½ cup grated Romano cheese (reserve a handful to sprinkle on top layer of lasagna)
Β½ cup grated parmigiano cheese (reserve a handful to sprinkle on top layer of lasagna)
1 large egg
dash nutmeg
+ I am not a fan of tomato sauce in a jar. My mother taught me to make her tomato sauce and that is the only one I use. On a day when I have nothing to do, I’ll whip up a few batches, portion it out into Tupperware and freeze it. It’s nice to know it’s there whenever I need it; however, canned tomatoes for this recipe are fine.
* Using a store-bought mixed jar of Italian seasoning is perfectly fine but you might want to try making your own. Combine 2 tablespoons each of dried basil, cilantro, marjoram, oregano, parsley, red pepper flakes, rosemary and thyme. Store in a tightly sealed spice jar. Using store-bought Italian seasoning for this recipe is fine.
COOKING INSTRUCTIONS
This recipe makes a large pan of lasagna.
I use a deep dish Pyrex lasagna pan or a deep 9×13β baking pan.
- In a large saucepan, cook the sausage, ground beef, onion and garlic until cooked through. Drain the fat..
- To the cooked meat add the tomatoes, paste, sauce, water, sugar, basil, Italian seasoning, salt, pepper and parsley. Stir well.
- Simmer, covered, over low heat for 1 Β½ hours, stirring occasionally.
- While meat is cooking, boil the lasagna sheets; drain and keep cool in cold water.
- In a medium bowl mix together all the cheeses, egg and nutmeg
LETβS PUT OUR LASAGNA TOGETHER!
(I suggest reading through before starting)
- Heat oven to 350ΒΊF.
- Lightly cover the bottom of a 9×13″ lasagna pan with a small amount of meat sauce.
- Lay 4 lasagna sheets lengthwise over meat sauce; overlap edges slightly.
- Spoon approximately ΒΌ of cheese mixture over lasagna sheets and spread to cover.
- Spread 1/2 cup of meat sauce β or enough to cover the cheese mixture.
- Cover meat sauce with 4 lasagna sheets widthwise, cutting to fit pan.
- Continue layering cheese mixture, meat sauce and lasagna sheets, alternating the direction of the sheets, until all ingredients are used. Reserve some meat sauce for the top layer. Top lasagna with meat sauce and sprinkle with grated cheese and mozzarella.
- Cover pan with with aluminum foil and bake for 25 minutes; remove foil and bake an additional 30 minutes uncovered.
- Allow the lasagna to cool for 15 minute before slicing.
- Serve with a side salad and warm Italian bread.
That’s all there is to it! You’ve made lasagna! π©πΌβπ³
Itβs been a pleasure sharing with you the recipe for one of the most popular Italian dishes. There are many different variations of lasagna β meatless, wholegrain, vegetable, bΓ©chamel, kosher, etc; don’t be afraid to experiment and make whatever changes you like. Google is a chef’s great friend! If you’re not a fan of sausage, this recipe can be made using all ground beef.
More important that anything β enjoy your cooking experience. Cooking should be a joy β not a chore. To that end, I’ve added a full concert video by Il Volo to accompany you while you cook.
Happy cooking and eating! Buon appetito!
NAR Β© 2023
