Vegan Italian Sausage Marinara, Quick and Easy

Quick Vegan Italian Sausage Marinara:

Need to get dinner on the table in under half an hour? Want a meal that your whole family will enthusiastically enjoy? All you need for this comforting vegan Italian Sausage with a rich, bright, 20 minute Marinara sauce  are three basic things:

1. Your favorite vegan sausage I use this one but any store bought one will be delicious.
2. The pasta of your choice
3. A quick and delicious 20 minute tomato sauce

Throw these three things together on a platter and you have a healthy and comforting meal that is ready in 20 minutes. I’d serve this with a fresh winter vegetable salad like this beet salad.

I heard a bump, a bang, a thump in the night and I shot straight up in bed. A moment after the sobs began. And I smiled. It was easy to solve the Mystery of the Bump in the Night.  Rising from my bed and wrapping my velvet robe tight to protect me from the frosted air I walked to my daughter’s bedroom. Fingers of light stretched from beneath her door. I knocked and she answered in a tear soaked voice. “Come in” My Livy girl had reached the end of her assigned book and had thrown it across the room when she felt her heart crack open. Was it Cold Mountain or Flowers for Algernon? No it was the Second book in the Luxe series (where Will dies in a flurry of bullet shots in Grand Central station) that had broken her heart this cold November night. 

I sat by her bed and stroked her warm wet cheeks. We talked about the characters, their successes and their sorrows, their mistakes and their adventures like old friends. She told me she hated me for assigning her these books that made her heart expand like the Grinches on Christmas Eve. Because even if it is joy that makes your heart expand; it hurts. Also that she loved me for introducing her to these books and characters and worlds. As I left the room she said she wouldn’t be able to sleep until I gave her her next book. I selected one from my shelf.

(Was it Correlli’s Mandolin? The Help? The Secret Life of Bees? Like Water for Chocolate?)

And so I left her propped up in bed, with her reading light on, a fresh book in her hands and the stars heavy in the sky and in her eyes. 

 

“Slowly the sky turned from the color of cornflower to that of hyacinth, and the Ferris wheel at Coney Island appeared like a ring of diamonds against the twilight. New York—that city made of canyons between tall buildings, and ornate houses filled with glittering things that might trap a girl forever—was nothing more than a few dots on an infinite landscape. The atmosphere was crystalline and afforded her a perfect view. Only from this place was she able to see how limited the city was, after everything, and how wide open the world could all of a sudden become.”
― Anna Godbersen, Splendour, The Luxe

I let Livy read this post before I published it and she reminded me that Cold Mountain was a book she threw towards* me when she reached the dismal end, as we sat together in the living room reading.

And that Of Mice and Men was another book that came whirling towards* me like a broken bird when she came to the painful last page.

*Hanne why do you write that she threw the book towards you rather then at you? Because my daughter couldn’t have hit a barn wall with her aim let alone her fleet-footed Mama. 

Winter is the time to hibernate under heavy quilts and read until the light filled days return. 

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