This week’s edition of the series that I like to think is single-handedly bringing America back to the dinner table features a rendition of a dish my mom made for us all the time when we were growing up. In our house, they were called Polish pork chops. It says something when a dish successfully feeds a family of five and never gets complaints.
In fact, I tried to make my Mom’s version on the blog way back when. Follow this link if you want to see crappy pictures. Also, my Mom just informed me recently that I messed up the blog version because I used crushed tomatoes instead of canned diced tomatoes. Oops! Despite the first version being a little soupy, it was still good. Not my Mom’s version good, but good none the less. [Read more…]