• Shrimp Peperonata

    Shrimp Peperonata

    A few days ago, Susan came home with a bag of peppers.

    I love both red and green peppers as here on a Pretty Pizza or Sausage Peppers Onions and Potatoes (A family favorite!) or Pasta with Sweet Red Peppers, Pine Nuts, Roasted Cherry Tomatoes, Kale and Sausage.

    I said to Susan “Wow! What am I going to make with all those peppers?”

    Well from my mouth to God’s ears! I found a recipe from September 2 on The New York Times Cooking site–Shrimp Peperonata.

    Sheela Prakash writes: “Inspired by peperonata, the classic Southern Italian summer dish of stewed bell peppers, a slinky mix of sweet peppers and red onion flecked with briny capers is the bed for seared shrimp in this one-pan dinner. Tomato paste gives the tender vegetables depth while a generous splash of vinegar stirred in at the end balances the flavors and adds tang. Serve the whole thing straight from the skillet with crusty bread for lazy summer eating at its best, or spoon it over rice, orzo or creamy polenta.”

    Ingredients

    Yield: 4 servings

    • 1 pound large shrimp, peeled and deveined (I used 8 shrimp as it was just Susan and I. And followed the rest of the recipe.)
    • Salt and black pepper
    • 4 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, divided
    • 3 medium red, yellow or orange bell peppers, or a combination (about 1 ½ pounds), thinly sliced
    • 1 medium red onion, thinly sliced 
    • 2 garlic cloves, thinly sliced
    • 3 tablespoons tomato paste
    • 2 tablespoons capers
    • 1 ½ cups water
    • 1 tablespoon red or white wine vinegar
    • Chopped fresh parsley or basil (optional), to garnish
    • Cooked white rice, orzo or polenta, for serving (optional)

    Preparation

    1. Pat the shrimp dry and season with salt and pepper. In a large (12-inch) skillet, heat 1 tablespoon of olive oil over medium-high. Add the shrimp and cook until pink and lightly golden in spots, 1 to 2 minutes per side. Transfer the shrimp to a plate.
    2. Heat the remaining 3 tablespoons of olive oil in the skillet. Add the peppers, onion and garlic. Season with salt and pepper, and cook, stirring occasionally, until the peppers have softened and the onion is lightly caramelized, 5 to 7 minutes.
    3. Add the tomato paste and capers and cook, stirring occasionally, until the tomato paste has darkened and starts to caramelize in a few spots and stick to the bottom of the pan, about 2 minutes.
    4. Stir in 1 ½ cups of water, scraping up any browned bits on the bottom of the pan with a wooden spoon. Bring to a simmer then reduce the heat to medium and continue to simmer, stirring occasionally, until the peppers are very tender and slinky and most but not all of the liquid has evaporated, about 15 minutes. 
    5. Add the shrimp and any juices on the plate and stir gently until warmed through, about 1 minute. 
    6. Remove from heat and stir in the vinegar. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Serve spooned over cooked rice, orzo or polenta and garnish with parsley or basil, if using.

    I served this with Basmati Rice and I plan to make it again and again. SO DELICIOUS!!!

  • Darkness Darkness

    Darkness Darkness

    On our way home
    From Ogunquit, Maine
    To West Springfield, Massachusetts
    We drove into a nightmare
    In Worcester, Massachusetts
    I saw gray and black clouds
    Descending from above
    Suddenly
    We were in a cloud
    Enveloping our car
    There was no way out
    And then rain
    Torrential rain
    Highway in dark light
    Darkness
    Darkness
    Dim taillights in front of us
    Dim headlights behind us
    Have I told you about the sound
    Not the sea waves and seagulls
    Back in Ogunquit
    But thousands of tiny drumsticks
    Bang banging on the car roof
    In Worcester, Massachusetts
    Repeat after me:
    “I am strong.
    I am courageous.
    I am not afraid.
    I am not discouraged.
    For the Lord my God is with me.”
    Let me tell you now about my garden.




  • Bloody Mary Meatballs

    Bloody Mary Meatballs

    We were getting ready to walk to Barnacle Billy’s for Steamers in the mid-afternoon and my sister, Darlene, suggested we have a Bloody Mary before leaving; Susan and I were on vacation so why not.

    I made the Bloody Marys–a little bit of vodka and a little bit of Bloody Mary mix from Stonewall Kitchen. And a celery stick and straw! I said to Darlene that I had this mix at home and wondered how I could use it in something besides a Bloody Mary. She suggested meatloaf. And that comment inspired me to use it in meatballs.

    I have made all kinds of meatballs: Date Meatballs with Orange Mint Yogurt Sauce; North African Meatballs (no photo); Spicy Chicken Orange Ginger Meatballs (no photo); Israeli Sweet & Sour Meatballs; and of course Meatballs the Marcella Hazan Way.

    I didn’t measure, I simply threw these all together:

    1/2 lb Bison
    1 egg
    Chopped Parsley and Basil from our garden
    Some Panko and Bread Crumbs
    Some grated Parmesan
    A little bit a garlic powder
    1/4 cup Bloody Mary Mix

    Mix gently. Form the meatballs. Bake at 375 for about 45 minutes on a parchment-covered baking sheet.

    YUM!!!

  • Maine Vacation 2026

    Maine Vacation 2026

    This is the day the Lord has made;
    We will rejoice and be glad in it.
    Psalm 118:24

    The psalm is a reminder to pause, look at life as a gift from God, and choose joy instead of worry. Many people often use this phrase as a positive morning greeting to encourage others to find peace and happiness in the present moment.

    Susan and I (And our dog, Freddy) arrived at my sister Darlene’s home (Owned with her daughter and son-in-law.) on Perkins Cove in Ogunquit, Maine on Friday, August 28 and here for a few days we found peace, happiness, beauty, love.

    Let’s enjoy a few photos, some with an explanation, some not.

    Looking out Oarweed Cove the day we arrived.

    A view from my sister’s deck out to the Josiah River which is a is a short, 2.7 mile coastal stream that empties into the Gulf of Maine at Perkins Cover in Ogunquit; it was rather low due to the on-going drought in the Northeast, probably caused by climate change.

    Each morning Freddy and I woke at 6:00 and walked. Here we see the sunrise over Oarweed Cove on Saturday, August 29.

    Many boats are docked in Perkins Cove.

    Photos along the Marginal Way. The name refers to the “margin” between land and sea and it is one of New England’s most beloved scenic coastal walks.

    This is the beach where I got my feet wet in the Atlantic Ocean; wish I was wearing my Darlington Park Lifeguard swimsuit and brought a towel! The water was crystal clear and refreshing!

    Susan and Freddy out on Darlene’s deck.

    Darlene took us to visit The Nubble Lighthouse.

    There we met and chatted with artist, Pat D’Amico, a charming man and gifted artist.

    Practically next to Darlene’s home is a beautiful bookstore–The Perkins Cove Bookshop where I saw my internet friend Maggie Smith‘s poetry book displayed.

    And just as you can’t go into a barbershop and not get a haircut, you can’t go into a bookstore and not buy a book. My purchase:

    It is a darkly, comic, warm-hearted novel about a 63-year-old lottery winner who embarks on a chaotic cross-country road trip to reunite with his high school crush–bringing together his adult daughter, two orphaned kids, and a cat who can predict death!

    That night Darlene and I cooked dinner together. I made Cod Cakes and she made Stuffed Clams. So delicious!

    We had a dinner guest, too. Darlene’s neighbor and friend, Linda. It was a great pleasure meeting her–smart, witty, funny, curious, filled with life and love. Plus, she LOVED my Cod Cakes.

    Susan and Linda.

    How about a Poetry intermission from Wendell Berry, an American novelist, poet, essayist, environmental activist, cultural critic and farmer, who died on August 31 at the age of 92.

    Accept what comes from silence.
    Make the best you can of it.
    Of the little words that come
    out of the silence, like prayers
    prayed back to the one who prays,
    make a poem that does not disturb
    the silence from which it came

    Poems. Prayers. Paintings. Often come from silence. And vacations can often be exhausting both for the host and the guest. Sometimes all that is needed is a short afternoon nap. And some silence.

    A minute or two walk from Darlene’s home is Barnacle Billy’s . Great Lobster Rolls and Steamers, which we devoured–and if you sit outside on the brick patio or on the upper deck, you can being your dog, which we did.

    We spent an extra day in Ogunquit. This is the day I went back to the beach and got me feet wet in the Atlantic Ocean. OM…….

    How about a black and white photo of the beach area where I enjoyed the refreshing clear water; a spiritual cleansing.

    Our last night we enjoyed wine, cheese and crackers at Linda’s house. We sat outside. I saw and heard a Kingfisher for the first time! This was our view of Perkins Cove:

    On September 1, Freddy and I woke at six and saw one last sunrise at Perkins Cove over Oarweed Cove.

    Here is a bookend to Psalm 118:24 from a favorite poet of mine– Mary Oliver:

    Instructions for living a life:
    Pay attention.
    Be astonished.
    Tell about it.

    P.S. On Sunday, the 3oth, Susan, Darlene, and Linda went to the Ogunquit Baptist Church. When they returned home Susan exclaimed “That was the best sermon I have heard in years!” It was delivered by the Rev. Dr. Brian Shore, who is a great orator and teacher (He once taught a class of third graders!). I can say he is great because I have watched this sermon , which was on “Fear and Faith,” on the church YouTube Channel.

    I am reminded of Psalm 23:4–“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.” And I am also reminded of my recent kidney and bladder procedures and the fear I at first felt until I turned to faith.

    And my affirmative prayer during these procedures was an interpretation of Joshua 1:9:

    “I am strong.
    I am courageous.
    I am not afraid.
    I am not discouraged.
    For the Lord my God is with me.”

    Peace be with you.

    P.P.S. Speaking of third graders read this https://brucebarone.com/2017/09/26/what-a-wonderful-world/