Turkey Polpettone

I made the Turkey Polpettone and Radicchio Salad on Friday night for dinner. The turkey was great! I will definitely be making that again, as a bonus it was reasonably low fat and low cal. The Radicchio Salad was not good. The dressing tasted like nothing. It was very pretty on the plate but totally useless.

Turkey Polpettone

Patties
1 lb ground turkey
1/2 cup Italian style bread crumbs
2 tbs thinly sliced green onions
1 egg yolk
2 tsp fresh chopped sage leaves
1 1/2 grated lemon peel
1/2 tsp Worcestershire sauce
1 tsp sea salt
ground pepper
2 oz whole milk mozzarella cheese, cut into 4 equal pieces

Coating
1/2 cup all- purpose flour
salt
pepper
1 cup panko crispy bread crumbs
1 egg

1. Heat oven to 350. Place turkey in large bowl. Add remaining pattie ingredients except cheese.

2. Divde into 8 even pieces. Flatten into patties, top 4 with cheese then top with the other 4 patties. Press the edges together to seal in the cheese.

3. Mix the dry coating ingredients. Dip the patties in the egg - then the dry coating ingredients. Press the dry coating into the patties.

4. Place in an oven proof skillet coated with olive oil for 1-2 min per side. All you need to do is lightly brown the outside.

5. Place in the oven to bake until the turkey is no longer pink this should take 10-15 min.

Project List for February

Crocheted rug for the hall
Tiles for the table (60)
Knitted “monster” toy
More blogging
Deran’s Afgan
Lemmon Ricotta Cookies with Lemon Glaze
Frozen Margarita Pie
Bananas Foster Cheesecake
Ravioli Caprese
Beef Burgundy

Dinner tonight:

Turkey Polpettone and Radicchio Salad, Garlic Hasselback Potatoes with Herbed Sour Cream, bread of some kind and Chocolate Cake.

One size does not fit all

The new bill that will sadly be passed will ensure that the economic crisis will last until at least 2011. After all that is when most of the money will be spent.

Little Orphan Annie

More nap time stories from Granny.
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an'sweep,An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an-keep;An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun,A-listenin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
Wunst they wuz a little boy wouldn't say his prayers, -An' when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wuzn't there atall!An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an'press,An seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'-wheres, I guess;But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an' roundabout:
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there,She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an'hide,They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'for she knowedwhat she's about!
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An' little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,An' the lightnin'bugs in dew is all squenched away, -You better mind yer parunts, an' yer teachurs fond an' dear,An' cherish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
- James Whitcomb Riley


Looking back - it's a wonder I ever took a nap. When she got to the "An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you " part she always lowered her voice, crouched her shoulders and made claws with her hands.

There was a little girl

My naptime stories from Granny.
There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Greg, Papaw and Pluto

Farm