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Mrs S’s Italian Sauce Recipe

After posting this pic on social media yesterday I got a few requests for the recipe. As I began writing down a recipe that has been handed down mostly experientially I got to reminiscing how it came to be part of my family’s food history.

Bumper crop of my folks’ tomatoes being turned into Italian sauce #italiansaucemadebyportuguesecook

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These are my memories of that time, and names have been changed to protect the innocent. 

Mrs S was an Italian lady I met when I was a child. She taught my Mom how to make this sauce and it’s the only recipe we ever use. Mr S was my Dad’s employer, very rich, very very very fat, and had a mistress he openly and unashamedly ‘dated’.

Where Mrs S was matronly in appearance, the mistress (we’ll call her Donna G) was a blonde version of Sophia Loren. We got to meet both of them, not at the same time, although each lady knew of the other’s existence. Both ladies were friendly and pleasant to me.

I remember being quite confused by this situation, and I remember my folks explaining things to me in a way that my 9-year old self could understand.

Ok, back to the recipe…

Tomatoes galore – photo taken by my Mom
©2017 Regina Martins

My folks have a bumper crop of tomatoes this year. They’re growing all over the garden, amongst the flowers and bushes. I love the idea of a garden being both beautiful and edible, and my folks certainly have this.

The secret to this recipe is to layer or build the flavours and the simmering allows them to develop and deepen.

The longer it simmers the deeper the flavours allowing them to develop. The best sauces have simmered on a low heat for 1- 2 hours – this takes courage.

Mrs S’s Italian Sauce Recipe


Onions, lots, chopped

Tomatoes, lots (peel, pips and all), chopped coarsely or quartered or sixth’d if large (I used about 15 – 20 medium ones – see pic above)

Red paprika pepper – half a one – coarsely chopped

Red wine, to taste


Cracked black pepper

Sweet paprika powder, 1-2 tsp

Cumin powder, 1 tsp

Coriander powder, 1 tsp

Olive oil

Garlic to taste, chopped

Basil leaves – optional

A note on the onions - the more onions the better, thicker and tastier the sauce - I usually put between 3 and 6 large ones, white ones (never tried it with red, I’m sure it’s lovely).


  1. Chop the onions finely – I prefer using the food processor for this.
  2. Heat the oil in a large pot (oil quantity, Jamie Oliver style, glug glug glug…). Once heated, add the coarsely chopped paprika pepper and the paprika powder, and turn the heat down slightly.
  3. Allow to soften a bit then add in the onions and stir to coat with the oil and paprika mixture (the oil will be a yummy reddish colour). Braise until soft.
  4. Add the cumin and coriander powder and mix. Coriander tends to absorb the oil, so keep an eye on this. Let fry for a minute.
  5. Add the tomatoes and garlic and mix well. Allow the flavour to develop for about 5 minutes.
  6. Add the wine, salt and pepper. Stir well.
  7. Allow to simmer on a low heat for a looooong time.

Keep stirring every once in a while. If it starts to slightly stick to the pot (slightly, not burn), just stir it loose, this is part of the layering of flavour. Remember the courage bit.  Wine helps (drinking it, not adding more as this will just make the sauce too liquid. Drinking it on the other hand helps with the courage).

So when is it ready?

Italian sauce with fresh basil leaves from our garden
©2017 Regina Martins

At the end of the day it’s about what it tastes like to you. The moment it tastes yummy, it’s done. When done, stir in whole basil leaves.

I like to blend it to make the sauce into a smooth consistency. Leave chunky if you wish.

Tip: If the tomato is too acidic, add 1 tsp of sugar.

By far the most popular use of this sauce is over pasta and I confess that this is my favourite pasta dish of all time, plain, with lashings of parmesan cheese on top. Che and I will also be using it when we make pizza.

So there you have it!

Hope you enjoy it as much as I have cooking and especially eating it. Let me know how it turns out.

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Our Christmasses Are Green

Have I told you yet that our Christmasses are green?

We don’t have white Christmasses here, we have green ones. Green hills, green grass, green heat. The sky is blue. The pool is blue. It’s summer here. Maybe in the early morning when soft mist rolls in high lying areas there is a bit of white. It is soon replaced by green though.

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It’s WordPress Snowflake Time!

It’s WordPress snowflakes overlay time again. I love the falling snow that is activated on many sites on December 1st!

Last year someone asked me why I have snowflakes falling across my site since I live in the southern hemisphere. And it is summer in the southern hemisphere, hot as hades and glorious swim weather in December.

Christmas for me is associated not only with summer weather but also with snow. Many of the children’s books that I grew up with were all about Jingle Bells, snowmen, sleds and reindeer. We put up a Christmas tree that is a replica of a fir or pine tree and we decorate it with red nosed snowmen and fake snow.

Bing Crosby’s White Christmas and Jingle Bells is heard throughout all shopping malls.

So we are a diverse bunch here in the southern hemisphere.  The traditions of Christmas around the world seem to converge down here in the south of the world.

And having snow fall across my site in December is a fun reminder (as I look out at my  glorious green garden) that Christmas is what you make of it.

An African Christmas tree  ©2016 Regina Martins
An African Christmas tree
©2016 Regina Martins

Some people put up a traditional replica of a baobab tree, typical to our African continent. I think that it’s appropriate. A mish mash of traditions, our own and borrowed.

The intent of the season is the same. For me it means  family, celebrating a good year and getting ready for the new year.

What does Christmas mean to you?



Goodness, all I want to do right now is to cocoon. Keep warm. Not talk to anyone. It’s a good thing that it’s the weekend.

It’s been a hectic month for me so far. It started on June 30th and continued until yesterday. I spent more time on planes and away from home than at home. Some respite is ahead thankfully.

The pink underlinings are the times I’ve been away from home on business and the blue underlinings are the start of the holidays.

©2016 Regina Martins
©2016 Regina Martins

I’m looking forward to the next 2 weeks – on Thursday I’m flying to Portugal and then to Barcelona. While in Lisbon I’m looking forward to the food and the coffee, exploring Roman historical sites and going on a graffiti tour. My Mom is joining me on August 1st and while we have some work ahead of us to renovate the apartment I know we’re going to get some girl-time – shopping, going out for dinners and having nice chats.

For me it’s partly a much needed holiday, and part work-related. The work related part is our international coach camp where all us coaches from around the world come together to learn from each other’s experiences, work on some innovative stuff and most importantly to have some fun! This is the Barcelona bit. Not sure how much work is actually going to take place in the middle of summer in Barcelona…

And the cherry on the top of all these upcoming travels – I’m going to hot weather – summerrrrrrrrr! Away from the cold winter of Joburg. And when I return to Joburg the worst of the cold will be over (I’m holding thumbs as I say this).

All in all, it will be good to slow down a bit.


Oh My Precious Streets – Two Prompts For The Price Of One!

Today WordPress has given us two one-word prompts – Street and Precious. Precious street or street precious. The former makes more sense.

PS – Also entered in this week’s Discover Challenge – when I saw the prompt I though how appropriate this post was for that too.

As a family we relocated to South Africa in 1974 and until my folks found their feet some 5 years later, we lived in different places. My Dad had the same job for all of this time, so the reason we moved around a lot is that my folks rented all the time instead of buying a house. Come to think of it, it took a while before they could afford to buy their own home. They had 3 kids under the age of 10 to clothe, feed and educate.

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