There is something about those coiled sausages, a staple throughout Italy, that I cannot resist. I’m sure it is because my mother, who was of Italian descent, used to make them all the time. She’d smother the sausage in peppers and onions that had been cooked in olive oil until they were meltingly tender. One of my favorite childhood sandwiches.
While I am on the topic of favorites….Some of my favorite memories from the quick trip I made to Brazil a few years ago, are of the potato salads.
In Curitiba, where we stayed, many of the restaurants, especially the Churrascarias, had the most amazing buffets. There was such an incredible array of dishes that I wished I would never, ever get full. But, of course I did.
So, I made it a point to always eat the fabulous potato salad first, because it was always my favorite side dish everywhere I went. The additions to the potatoes varied from restaurant to restaurant, but the silky mayonnaise, parsley, olives and carrots were a constant. The hearts of palm in this version is a nice change up.
I know you don’t need a recipe to grill sausages, but for technical purposes (and I am all about technicality), here you go. :)
Sausage of your choice
1. Grill sausage and tuck into buns. Serve with your favorite condiments or some peppers and onions.
6 large Yukon gold potatoes, cooked and cubed
1/2 cup sliced hearts of palm
1/2 cup sliced olives
2 carrots, shredded
1/2 cup chopped parsley
1/4 cup chopped red onion
1 1/2 cups mayonnaise, or to taste (homemade is best, if you’re feeling ambitious)
1 Tsb sour cream
2 Tbs mustard
1. Mix all ingredients and chill.
How about some Indie pop from Brazil?
I love the music and the lyrics to this song from Fire Department Club’s 2012 ‘Colourise EP’. It is a classic ‘I don’t want you but, please love me again’ tune. The singer is a bit stretched on some of the vocals, but it only makes things seem even sadder.
“For all those years I wanted so to be cool
just like you
I know you’re moving on
Well that’s no secret, I want it too
I tried to let you go
But every time you say goodbye..”