About the music: Valentine’s Day. Today is the day we eat stale heart shaped candies and grin over their delightful musings. Those of us who support this hallmark holiday dress flowers and chocolates in bows because we can and it is all in the name of love. But here at Sandwich Funk we know that love is more than just a nice card or Valentine’s Day sex-as is tradition. We knew we would be doing a disservice to you all if we didn’t throw a little music and a story into the blender of love.
We are a bunch of romantics over here and put love in terms of music. Love and music are all about the journey. Every journey has its ups and downs, its moments of glory and its total defeats. And of course, every journey, romantic and musical, is riddled with mystery. Sometimes fingers go places they shouldn’t, and sometimes you just have to slap the bass. Let this playlist we hand selected tell the tale of romance. So put your fingers where you want to and slap that bass!
Imagine lust. That sort of burning between your legs. It purrs its little head passionately and settles in. That is how babies are made and how relationships begin. Some say it starts in the heart, but everyone knows it’s in the crotch. There is nothing wrong with a few months of carefree romping and finger play before letting love set in.
Alas, a time will come when the bed feels small and the pre-marital routine starts to feel a little too real. Eventually, it’s no longer cute the way she farts at night and it is actually kind of amazing she doesn’t wake herself up. You start to feel cramped, constricted. Why won’t she let you clip your toe nails in bed? So things turn bitter and you begin to question everything. Do I even love this bitch? Finally, when she uses the last of the toilet paper and leaves you helpless on the jon, you decide enough is enough and break up.
Dash it all, weeks go by and you can’t forget her. You keep drunk texting her random things about finger play. She never responds. So you find someone new to help fill the emptiness. But when the lights are off you imagine the one next to you is the one you lost. It becomes obessive and you start to listen to those old records you both loved. You go to eat alone at the places you went on dates. Clarity for just a second comes around the corner and inspires you to go after her again. The current situation is kind of mopey and pathetic. As you head after her, with an umbrella and wet roses, the question pulses through your head: Will she take you back?
This is the story of two lovers, torn apart when life gets in the way. Will they recognize they are meant for each other? Will they see past their petty differences and find the love they once had? Will they get back together?!?! This is the Sandwich Funk Love Story. You will have to listen to find out. O yea, there’s a soup in here too, it’s pretty delicious. Without further ado, pull your lover close, fire up the speakers, and let love run its course.
~1/2 cup olive oil
3/4 lb spicy italian sausage out of the casing
1 medium onion diced
4 carrots cut into soup sized pieces
4 celery stalks cut into soup sized pieces
4 cloves garlic, sliced
red pepper flakes to taste
1 cup brown lentils
2 bay leaves
1 28-oz can crushed tomatoes
6 cups water (maybe a little more)
~4 cups chopped kale
parmesan cheese for garnish
salt ‘n peppa
Go ahead and heat about 1/4 of olive oil in a big ass pot (big enough to hold everything at the end of this). Then add the sausage. I like to break apart the sausage with my fingers when adding it so it cooks evenly and faster.
When its almost fully cooked (~5 minutes) add the onion, celery, carrots, 2 cloves of garlic, as many red pepper flakes as you want, onion, and some salt. Cook with all that in there for another 5.
Then add the lentils, bay leaves, tomatoes and water. Add some salt and pepper to taste. Bring to a simmer and cook for about 40 minutes until the lentils are tender. (We were supposed to sort our lentils, but simply the idea of sorting lentils basically made me want to cut myself so we just kept on living our lives, they still tasted like lentils).
Next, add the kale and cook for a little longer, like 5-10 depending on your lazy/forgetfulness.
In the meantime, heat the rest of the olive oil in a pan and throw the rest of the garlic in there infusing that garlicy goodness all up in there. Spoon the soup into some bowls, garnish with your garlic oil concoction and a little parmesan. We had ours with roasted potatoes and some grilled french bread. On the true-true, this soup is boner jams ’13. Enjoy it together, as lovers, or alone rejected and hurt.
Recipe adapted from Smitten Kitchen.