Romantic suspense author Sally Brandle is back in the kitchen today with her grandma’s recipe for Sauerbraten. Enjoy!
Grandma Em’s Sauerbraten Recipe
converted to an Insta Pot Pressure Cooker
2 medium onions, sliced thin
½ lemon, sliced thin
2 1/2 cups water
½ cup each Red Wine Vinegar and Red Wine
12 whole cloves
6 bay leaves
6 whole peppercorns
1 TBL each salt and sugar
1 tsp. ground ginger
4# Beef rump roast, fat trimmed from outside edges
Mix everything but the beef in a large pot. Add the beef and turn to coat. Refrigerate 24 to 36 hours (depending on how flavorful you want the meat) and turn meat every 12 hours. Remove meat and pat dry. Brown meat on all sides in:
2 TBL oil
Strain the marinade and only add back in the onion slices. Put the meat, marinade/onions in your pressure cooker (I used a Ninja Foodie) and pressure cook on HIGH for 20 minutes. I released the pressure, and added:
6 each potatoes, carrots, and small onions or shallots
Pressure cook on HIGH for another 10 minutes. Remove meat and vegetables.
Add 2 cups finely crushed Ginger Snap cookies to the liquid and put pot to SIMMER until it thickens. Serves 6 hearty appetites.
If you don’t have a pressure cooker, throw the meat and marinade in a crock pot for 6 hours on HIGH and then add the veggies and cook another 2-3 hours.
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Emma Springs is the fictional setting for my Montana town series with old-fashioned values. Grandma Em taught me to crochet when I was eight and cook when I’d sleep over at her home. An image of her cutting homemade egg noodles on her kitchen table is one of my favorite memories. I adapted her version of Sauerbraten to the new resident cooking toy, my Ninja cooker. I wrote the sweet/sour beef recipe into an upcoming book, The Targeted Pawn. The hero loved it, hope you do too.
Happy trails,
Sally
Torn By Vengeance
Love Thrives in Emma Springs Book 2
By Sally Brandle
Look over your shoulder. He’s watching.
Corrin Patten is solidly on a path to make partner in a prestigious Seattle law firm when an ominous threat from her past turns deadly. She can handle circumstances necessitating a temporary move to the backwater town of Emma Springs, but its charming physician is another matter, as she’s issued a permanent moratorium on men.
Dr. Kyle Werner revels in trust from patients he regularly treats in a community he’s never wished to leave. Yet, Emma Springs lacks one thing, a woman to share his perfectly bucolic life. He’s read about pheromone attraction, but never experienced desire until meeting Corrin. They make an unbeatable team, but convincing her that his interest is sincere while they dissect layers of deceit requires the precision of a surgeon’s scalpel. Can they defeat the wealthy stalker bent on mistaken revenge against Corrin and destruction of the peaceful Montana setting?
If you thrive on tenacious heroines, sizzling attraction, and a shadowy villain with a grudge, you’ll love this prescription for thrills.
About the Author:
Multi-award winning author Sally Brandle weaves slow-burning romance into edgy suspense stories. Sally left a career as an industrial baking instructor to bring to life stories motivating readers to trust their inner gifts. Her rescue Aussie is her companion during long spells of writing, bouts of tormenting weeds in her garden, or afternoons spent riding on the wind with her twenty-nine year old Quarter Horse. Sign up for her newsletter at http://www.sallybrandle.com/ for freebies. The second book (without intimate scenes) in her Love Thrives in Emma Springs series, Torn By Vengeance, releases May 22nd, 2019.
Torn by Vengeance:
Amazon USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07P1D33K1
Goodreads Review: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/44148289-torn-by-vengeance
This favorite recipe of my mom’s, went missing back in the ’60’s. She turned to Saginaw’s longest running (still going) radio program, Listen to the Mrs., to see if any listener had a similar recipe. A lovely woman mailed a typed copy (think manual typewriter) of her recipe—in red ink. For the amount of milk she’d typed ‘2’, tried to erase it, and typed ‘1/2’ next to it. Mom read it as 2 1/2 cups of milk and didn’t realize her mistake until further into the process. Being a child of the depression, she wasn’t about to dump the batch and start over. She quadrupled ingredients and made five caramel cakes. I snickered at her cracking a dozen eggs. Mom never scolded, but she uttered to me, “If you’re going to laugh, you’ll have to leave my kitchen.” I buttoned up and licked my lips as five glorious caramel cakes took shape. It was a sweet summer.
Catherine Castle 