Girls weekend on the Cape, and a recipe for Sunday Gravy
20 May
After what seemed like a never ending winter, Spring is most assuredly here in New England.

On one of the first sun-kissed weekends of the season, I was lucky enough to spend a few days at a house in Provincetown, on Cape Cod, with some of my best girlfriends.
We were celebrating my dear friend Sarah’s bachelorette. There were plenty of bubbly drinks, loud Britney spears dance parties, and of course, tasty food.
It was an estrogen packed fun-fest from start to finish, and reminded me of the importance of just letting loose with your girls every now and again. No boys, no business, no talking with inside voices.
We didn’t see a reason to leave the house that first day. With the beach, the hot tub, and so many fun girls in one place, what’s the point?
So my friend Lily and I planned for dinner in on Friday night. It had to be easy, so we could focus our efforts on completing the amazing Titanic puzzle that we found in a game drawer, and fuss-free, so we could excitedly yell in each others faces without interruption.
It had to be economical, because we were feeding a bunch of ravenous girls, and it had to be substantial enough to fuel our wild antics well into the night.
Sunday Gravy, that luscious red sauce, studded with slow-cooked meat and spiked with wine, was just the thing.
Thankfully, the house came equipped with a giant Le Crueset dutch oven! There is nothing better than an enormous, enameled cast iron pot for a big braise .
We were surprised and delighted by this kitchen. 3 ovens, a huge island, stunning views. A cooks dream.
Once we unpacked, I browned some sausages and pork ribs. Then I sauteed some aromatics, returned the meat to the pot with some good canned tomatoes, plus a few glugs of wine,and set the whole thing in a very low oven for 4 hours.
Lily made a phenomenal Caesar dressing. It packs the perfect salty, tangy zip, from plenty of lemons, and anchovy and garlic. I’ll have to hound her for the recipe to share with you.
When everyone arrived, we simply boiled the pasta, threw together the salad and sat down to feast. Not a bad way to kick-0ff the weekend.
I knew we nailed it when I saw the bride-to-be digging into a bowl at 2 in the morning.
And when we found ourselves eating the leftovers cold… for breakfast.
Hope you are finding some time for carefree fun this Spring!
And a note about the recipe, don’t feel like you need to have an army coming for dinner to cook this, the sauce freezes beautifully, and it’s great to have on hand for unexpected guests, or a chilly evening when you need some easy comfort food.























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