Today’s post isn’t really a recipe as such, more a combination of a couple of recipes I worked on over this week. You’ll find the links to the components of this vegetarian brunch recipe throughout the post.
Ok, so since I made these sausages on Tuesday, all I’ve been able to think about is these sausages. Every minute, of every day, I’ve thought about all the wonderful things I want to make with these sausages. All. Day. Long. It’s starting to get a bit tedious, TBH. It’s Friday here in New Zealand, so I’ve been thinking about something homemadey and takeawayey for dinner that involves sausages since I woke up. All. Morning.
So by around morning tea, I’d already been thinking about sausages for a good five hours. I decided at that point I just couldn’t wait. I needed more sausagey goodness in my life, and I needed it now.
So I thought, what the heck, and grabbed one of those bad boys out of the freezer. I whacked it into a frypan with some onions, mushrooms and a couple of tomato quarters I had laying around. I also happened to have some wraps I’d prepared earlier in there, so one of them went in the microwave for a few seconds to defrost as well.
I grabbed some salad greens out of the fridge and noticed some red cabbage in there. I realised my mum had left if for me in a container when she went visit my sister and her kids who now live in Australia (oh the feels… but that’s another story). I thought, well that’s just too pretty to be left out, so I shredded some of that, sliced up the sausages and onto the wrap the whole lot went. My new favourite sauce is a few tablespoons of yoghurt, a tiny squirt of sweet chilli sauce and 1/2 t smoked paprika. So mixey mixey and over that went too.
I was starting to get a bit overexcited at that stage so the whole lot pretty much went over without stopping after that.
I managed to get the thing wrapped without taking a bite out of the side of it, which was nothing short of a miracle. I have to admit though, it was worth the wait.
As soon as this photo was done I unceremoniously chopped that thing in half and took a huge bite out of it right there at the bench. This is something I am not at all proud of, but it happened. I got 2/3 of the way through the first half before I abandoned the mess on the bench, grabbed one in each hand and managed to actually sit half on and half off a dining chair to eat the rest.
So that was brunch. And I’ve already started thinking about afternoon tea. I’m serious. I know, I have food issues. I admit it.
But at least for the time being, my food dreams don’t involve sausages.