Sunday, March 2, 2008

The mini boy's night at my house, part 2.

Mmmm. Better Than Sex Dip! So simple, so yummy. Unfortunately my DA future step dad forgot to put it back on the stove top to warm it up because it is meant to be eaten hot, so it sits un touched in my fridge.

Again, this is a sad excuse of a recipe, but it's so good! It really doesn't need anything. You could even take this recipe to the next step and serve it as an appetizer in a phyllo shell. It's light, it's creamy, it's spicy, and it is FABULOUS. I don't even like sausage and I love it!

The great thing about this recipe is the versatility. You can use whatever salsa you like, and get as crazy with it as you want. Fi doesn't have a very... what's the word... broad palette. He likes what he likes, but he doesn't like much outside of meat, potatoes, and cheese, so I have to go with a boring, atypical mexican restaurant salsa. I think that a pineapple mango salsa or a black bean and corn salsa would be excellent with this recipe. Both of those are just a little sweet, and it would really balance well with the creamy texture from the cream cheese, and the salty, spicy sausage.

The best thing is that from between the sausage and the salsa, you really don't have to season it at all. It is perfect as is.

It would also be good with chopped onion and/or black olives. It might even be good with artichoke. Again, I'm limited with fi, so I can't really experiment with that.

1 block low fat cream cheese
1 jar salsa of your choice
1 tube of the sausage of your choice. I chose a basic mild breakfast sausage.
1 1/2 tbsp evoo

Pour evoo into the bottom of a sauce pan, heat it on the stove top on med/med-high. Break the sausage into the bottom of the sauce pan, and break it up with a wooden spoon so it crumbles as it cooks. When the sausage is cooked all the way through, turn the stove top down to low and stir the cream cheese into the meat until it melts. Stir in the salsa, and serve!

It's good cold, but it's best served hot with frito's, boiled fingerling potatoes, or whatever your heart desires.


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