So, apparently there is already a slang term for smoking e-cigarettes. "Vaping." Huh... Who'd have thought that our entire existence would become so digital that we send e-mails, read e-books (I have a terror of all the real books disappearing and being forced to read e-books. I find it a particularly gross form of blasphemy), have e-dating, keep e-journals, and now there are e-cigarettes. No smoke, no tar, no solids, no second hand stuff, just water vapor with nicotine and flavoring. Yes, nicotine is still technically bad for us, but the carcinogens actually come from the burning leaves, not the chemical we crave. Technically speaking, I quit smoking today.
Just like so much else, the electronic and technological world is taking over and making smoking obsolete. Not that that is a bad thing, in all honestly. I would rather not have cancer, but quitting is a real bitch. If any of you have ever tried (and hopefully succeeded) then you know what I'm talking about.
Meet Blu. No, I am not getting paid for this. I wish I was! Blu cigs were recommended to me by a cousin whose college campus banned all forms of tobacco. If I hadn't gotten a solid recommend from someone I know and trust, I never would've really considered e-cigs, but I trust Ivy with more than just product recommendations. So B and I decided to order a couple of starter packs and see what happened. B actually got a nicotine buzz off of his, so we might should've gotten lights instead of full strength. They actually taste good. Have you ever smelled pipe smoke? They taste like that smell. Granted, it isn't what you're used to, but it really was a pleasant surprise. There's no stink either. No messy ash trays, or butts to dump. Yes, this is only the first day. We still haven't gotten over the pleasant surprise of them being both satisfying and palatable. There may possibly be drawbacks we haven't encountered yet.
We'll see how it goes.
The adventures of a very independent woman turned suddenly housewife and learning to live on a soldier's income.
Monday, December 12, 2011
An Update: Make Your Own Laundry Soap
So, I finally ran out of the laundry detergent that was given to us when our neighbors down the way moved out. The same ones that gave us the couches and a grill. I may not run out of dryer sheets until the middle of next year.
I rinsed out the cap from the empty bottle of detergent and decided to use that as my scoop for my homemade detergent. I wrestled with the lid of the bucket, trying really hard not to accidentally tip the darn thing over. Why do they make those lids so flippin tight? I needn't have bothered. When I finally got the lid off my bucket, I was looking at dry bubbles. You know, like you see in the top of your pancakes when it's time to flip them? Dry. Dry?? My liquid detergent had turned into something solid. I was dumbfounded. Immediately, I sent a text over to my friend Rey asking if that was supposed to happen. She says it happens to hers all the time, but seems to be worst when it's chilly out. Just stir it.
So I stirred, and I stirred, and I was up to my wrists in the stuff because it had solidified all the way to the bottom of the bucket. Kind of like magic, water seemed to return to the bucket. I never got all the lumps out of it, but it returned to something resembling a sort of oozy liquid. So, if anyone out there is thinking of giving it a go and you open your bucket to find jello where detergent once was, it's ok. Just stir.... a LOT.
Now, I need to go out in the yard and finder a stronger stick, because the one I have is apparently just not going to hack it much longer. On the bright side, I had my hand in that soap for quite a while, and the worst I can say is my skin is a bit dry feeling. No itching, no burning, so strange slimy residue that refuses to come off no matter how long I rinsed. Pretty awesome :-) And Rey usually breaks out from laundry soap, but she's been using this stuff for months now (she's on her second batch), and no one in her sensitive skinned family has had any issues with it.
I rinsed out the cap from the empty bottle of detergent and decided to use that as my scoop for my homemade detergent. I wrestled with the lid of the bucket, trying really hard not to accidentally tip the darn thing over. Why do they make those lids so flippin tight? I needn't have bothered. When I finally got the lid off my bucket, I was looking at dry bubbles. You know, like you see in the top of your pancakes when it's time to flip them? Dry. Dry?? My liquid detergent had turned into something solid. I was dumbfounded. Immediately, I sent a text over to my friend Rey asking if that was supposed to happen. She says it happens to hers all the time, but seems to be worst when it's chilly out. Just stir it.
So I stirred, and I stirred, and I was up to my wrists in the stuff because it had solidified all the way to the bottom of the bucket. Kind of like magic, water seemed to return to the bucket. I never got all the lumps out of it, but it returned to something resembling a sort of oozy liquid. So, if anyone out there is thinking of giving it a go and you open your bucket to find jello where detergent once was, it's ok. Just stir.... a LOT.
Now, I need to go out in the yard and finder a stronger stick, because the one I have is apparently just not going to hack it much longer. On the bright side, I had my hand in that soap for quite a while, and the worst I can say is my skin is a bit dry feeling. No itching, no burning, so strange slimy residue that refuses to come off no matter how long I rinsed. Pretty awesome :-) And Rey usually breaks out from laundry soap, but she's been using this stuff for months now (she's on her second batch), and no one in her sensitive skinned family has had any issues with it.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
It's that time of year: Pictures, Recipes, and Suggested Sneaky Snacks
Yep, it's the time when we start dragging out the trees, putting up baubles, lighting the lights, and remembering to be nice a little more often. I've not been doing such a great job of the "nice" part. I've been a bit grouchy the past few days, but I've been super excited for almost the past solid month. I haven't been on my blog nearly as much lately as I generally try to be, but I do have a valid excuse! Really! Just keep reading... or scrolling at least.
Li'l bit lurking under the tree. She has a new set of catnip toys under there. And B and I. Fin was nice enough to come take a picture for us. :-)
But THIS is the reason I've really been so absent. Yes, wax is the culprit. See, if you take 1/3 of one of those bars of paraffin, and 12 oz of chocolate (either chips or chunked up bars), and you use it to dip stuff in... magic happens!!!
Like peanut butter balls!! Graham cracker crumbs, peanut butter, and powdered sugar, rolled into balls, chilled, and then dipped in chocolate/wax goodness. Oh yes.... I'm sorry, I can't be more specific. This recipe isn't mine to give away. It's my Great Aunt D's, and my cousin (her granddaughter) was generous enough to share it with me, along with a very special recipe for hard candy.
This hard candy brings back so many childhood memories. Unfortunately, I didn't use the right type of flavoring, so it's on the bland side. It also appears that using a non-stick pot is bad news bears for hard candy. Maybe it doesn't heat as even? I don't know, but it doesn't taste quite right. Ivy is reporting recipe tweakings to me, so that we can continue the tradition of Aunt D's famous hard candy. :-D My cousin ROCKS!
I don't think the paraffin/chocolate idea is proprietary, though. And once I realized how easy it was to make dipping chocolate that would harden right... well... here's what happened! To make anything you see below, just melt the chocolate and the paraffin wax together over low heat. Once it's melted, just dip whatever you want. A fork works best to retrieve things you dipped in all the way (like the cracker/peanut butter goodies). A slotted spoon messed up the chocolate coating on the bottom. The treats just slide right off the fork no problem.
For the drizzles, I used the same chocolate and wax mixture. I just dipped a fork in and sort of slung chocolate onto the treats. Amazingly, I didn't wind up with chocolate on the ceiling ;-)
Dark chocolate dipped pretzels with sprinkles!
White and milk chocolate mixed together became a drizzle, and a medium for dipping broken up bits of the pretzel rods. And graham crackers got dipped and drizzled, sprinkled and coated.
The milk chocolate edition of the peanut butter and crackers, and the fully dipped grahams.
And then, of course, the Pup's present. I turned the graham cracker box inside out and decorated all four sides. It's got a sampling of the chocolate dipped goodies, and some smaller bite sized bits that I tried to mix together to look like kibbles and bits or puppy chow. I also made a batch of puppy chow.
Puppy Chow
Chex (or chex like) cereal
1/2 c peanut butter
1/2 stick butter
1 c chocolate chips
1 tsp vanilla
Powdered sugar
Melt the butter, peanut butter, and chocolate. Mix in the vanilla after everything has melted. Toss the cereal in it, and then toss the cereal in powdered sugar. Ta da! Puppy Chow. Soooooo good!
And he had to have something to eat all his goodies out of. I doodled all over the sides. Yes, he will actually play with the squeaky bone, if for no other reason than to aggravate B LOL :)
And of course we had to have cookies. Unfortunately, the icing job was pretty shoddy. I was experimenting with my own icing. It's just milk and powdered sugar mixed together till it's the right consistency. I apparently didn't have it quite right, because it sort of oozed off the cookies. But, now I know better for next time, and it still hardened up just like it was supposed to once it sat.
Sprinkles!!
The cookies are Spiced Sugar Cookies. I found the recipe HERE. They were really easy, and taste similar to snickerdoodles.
Last, but Oh -- Em -- Gee not least: Peanut Butter FUDGE! Oh boy, that stuff is awesome. It didn't turn out *quite* right.
4c Sugar
1c Milk
1/2 c Butter (1 stick)
7 oz Marshmallow Creme
12 oz Peanut Butter
2/3 c All Purpose Flour
Ok... when I read that recipe, I was thinking that there are 8 oz in a cup, so that is a cup and a half of regular peanut butter. The fudge didn't quite set up. It's very soft and squishy, so I am thinking that should be peanut butter chips. However, it doesn't matter that the fudge is squishy, it is Amazing! Yes, capital A. So good! I'd never made fudge that worked before. This was too easy, and too yummy.
Sugar, milk, butter goes in the pot. Melt the sugar and bring it to a boil. Stir constantly while the sugar is melting, but then don't stir it anymore.
Let it boil for five minutes. Then remove it from the heat and mix in the marshmallow creme and the peanut butter or peanut butter chips. Very slowly stir in the flour, and pour it into a buttered 9x13 baking dish to cool. This stuff is so good, I am only allowed to make it at Yule from now on. We can't walk by without grabbing a piece.
Li'l bit lurking under the tree. She has a new set of catnip toys under there. And B and I. Fin was nice enough to come take a picture for us. :-)
Like peanut butter balls!! Graham cracker crumbs, peanut butter, and powdered sugar, rolled into balls, chilled, and then dipped in chocolate/wax goodness. Oh yes.... I'm sorry, I can't be more specific. This recipe isn't mine to give away. It's my Great Aunt D's, and my cousin (her granddaughter) was generous enough to share it with me, along with a very special recipe for hard candy.
This hard candy brings back so many childhood memories. Unfortunately, I didn't use the right type of flavoring, so it's on the bland side. It also appears that using a non-stick pot is bad news bears for hard candy. Maybe it doesn't heat as even? I don't know, but it doesn't taste quite right. Ivy is reporting recipe tweakings to me, so that we can continue the tradition of Aunt D's famous hard candy. :-D My cousin ROCKS!
I don't think the paraffin/chocolate idea is proprietary, though. And once I realized how easy it was to make dipping chocolate that would harden right... well... here's what happened! To make anything you see below, just melt the chocolate and the paraffin wax together over low heat. Once it's melted, just dip whatever you want. A fork works best to retrieve things you dipped in all the way (like the cracker/peanut butter goodies). A slotted spoon messed up the chocolate coating on the bottom. The treats just slide right off the fork no problem.
For the drizzles, I used the same chocolate and wax mixture. I just dipped a fork in and sort of slung chocolate onto the treats. Amazingly, I didn't wind up with chocolate on the ceiling ;-)
Chocolate dipped pretzels, and peanut butter and ritz cracker sandwiches: The white chocolate edition.
White and milk chocolate mixed together became a drizzle, and a medium for dipping broken up bits of the pretzel rods. And graham crackers got dipped and drizzled, sprinkled and coated.
The milk chocolate edition of the peanut butter and crackers, and the fully dipped grahams.
And then, of course, the Pup's present. I turned the graham cracker box inside out and decorated all four sides. It's got a sampling of the chocolate dipped goodies, and some smaller bite sized bits that I tried to mix together to look like kibbles and bits or puppy chow. I also made a batch of puppy chow.
Puppy Chow
Chex (or chex like) cereal
1/2 c peanut butter
1/2 stick butter
1 c chocolate chips
1 tsp vanilla
Powdered sugar
Melt the butter, peanut butter, and chocolate. Mix in the vanilla after everything has melted. Toss the cereal in it, and then toss the cereal in powdered sugar. Ta da! Puppy Chow. Soooooo good!
And he had to have something to eat all his goodies out of. I doodled all over the sides. Yes, he will actually play with the squeaky bone, if for no other reason than to aggravate B LOL :)
And of course we had to have cookies. Unfortunately, the icing job was pretty shoddy. I was experimenting with my own icing. It's just milk and powdered sugar mixed together till it's the right consistency. I apparently didn't have it quite right, because it sort of oozed off the cookies. But, now I know better for next time, and it still hardened up just like it was supposed to once it sat.
Sprinkles!!
The cookies are Spiced Sugar Cookies. I found the recipe HERE. They were really easy, and taste similar to snickerdoodles.
Last, but Oh -- Em -- Gee not least: Peanut Butter FUDGE! Oh boy, that stuff is awesome. It didn't turn out *quite* right.
4c Sugar
1c Milk
1/2 c Butter (1 stick)
7 oz Marshmallow Creme
12 oz Peanut Butter
2/3 c All Purpose Flour
Ok... when I read that recipe, I was thinking that there are 8 oz in a cup, so that is a cup and a half of regular peanut butter. The fudge didn't quite set up. It's very soft and squishy, so I am thinking that should be peanut butter chips. However, it doesn't matter that the fudge is squishy, it is Amazing! Yes, capital A. So good! I'd never made fudge that worked before. This was too easy, and too yummy.
Sugar, milk, butter goes in the pot. Melt the sugar and bring it to a boil. Stir constantly while the sugar is melting, but then don't stir it anymore.
Let it boil for five minutes. Then remove it from the heat and mix in the marshmallow creme and the peanut butter or peanut butter chips. Very slowly stir in the flour, and pour it into a buttered 9x13 baking dish to cool. This stuff is so good, I am only allowed to make it at Yule from now on. We can't walk by without grabbing a piece.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Chicken n' Dumplings: This is for you cuz!
My cousin got to come visit a couple three years ago, and while she was staying I decided I should make chicken and dumplings. It's cheap, easy, and oh so yummy. She recently asked me how I make chicken and dumplings. I gave her a brief rundown via a social networking site, but there's nothing like a good old tutorial if you've never done something before.
Here's what you'll need:
A chicken
A pot big enough to hold the chicken and plenty of water
2c flour (plus some extra for fiddling)
1c water (for the dumplings)
Spices - whatever makes you happy.
Things I have learned through trial and error:
- The more tender your chicken is, the easier it is to get the meat off the bones.
- It really doesn't matter what kind of flour you use, what matters is how you want your dumplings.
- All purpose flour gives a chewier, firmer dumpling.
- Self-rising flour gives a fluffier dumpling and provides a little salt.
- There is no wrong way to make a dumpling, drop, tear and squish, roll and cut - it's just a matter of preference.
- It's REALLY hard to season your chicken and dumplings "wrong". You're working with a chicken and flour. That's about as blank slate as you can get in the world of dinner.
- It's really hard to cook your chicken "too long".
- You CAN cook your dumplings too long. They proceed to fall apart.
- You can freeze this, but the dumplings might change texture a bit (get softer), especially if you have soft fluffy dumplings.
- If you want to freeze it, freeze your dumplings raw, and freeze your chicken and broth separate. Then just bring to a boil, drop in your dumplings, and your done.
So you got a bird, and you got a pot. Put the bird in the pot. ;-)
Now get out those spices. Whatever you want, really. Take it tex-mex and add chili and cilantro. Go for old world and put is caraway. Give it a Caribbean flair with some allspice and ginger. Do what ya do! For an old-school Grandma's style, just put in some salt and pepper and call it good.
What you see:
- Salt
- Pepper
- Chili Pepper
- Old Bay style seasoning
- Garlic Powder
- Basil
- Parsley
- Oregano
- Allspice
- Sage
- Paprika
- Rosemary
- Tony Chechere's Creole Seasoning
- Tarragon
- Thyme
- Bay Leaves
- Worcestershire Sauce
I use a general rule of thumb about all my spices: Dust the bird's back (because I usually put it in the pot breast down) with each spice, twice with salt and pepper. By the time I'm done, I can't see the bird anymore.
This usually works out well for everything except salt. I usually end up adding a little more salt after I add the dumplings. But, it's easier to add than to take out. The Worcestershire sauce is usually a couple good shakes from the bottle.
No, potatoes aren't necessary. I wanted to use these up because they were starting to get a little soft and sprout. The onions are a good idea, but also not necessary. Some people put carrots, peas, and other veggies in their chicken and dumplings. At that point it seems to be to be more like rustic chicken soup than chicken and dumplings. Yes, I know that is splitting hairs. I am a purist. Hush!
I prefer to put my onions in from the very beginning so they cook down really soft, add flavor, and somewhat disappear in the cooking. The potatoes sort of helped thicken the broth. My chicken and dumplings have more of a broth-like sauce than a gravy. If you want gravy style, I'll get to that in a minute.
Cover it with water. Clap a lid on it, turn it up to med-high and forget about it for a little while. It's going to take that bad boy a while to reach a boil. Once it comes to a boil, reduce the heat so it won't boil over and forget about it again for a couple hours. When you check on it, take a fork or something and move the bird around by it's leg. If the bone slides out, it is safe to say the bird is fully cooked and ready to be deboned. You don't have to technically cook it that long, but it makes the broth richer. It is also easier to pull the meat off the bones if it's falling off on its own.
Use whatever means is necessary to get the chicken out of the pot and into a bowl where it can cool. Turn the heat off for now. You don't want your broth boiling down too far.
Let the bird cool enough to handle safely, then pull the meat off and put it back in the pot. The bones and skin can be saved to make stock out of.
Now comes the dumplings.
Mix your cup of water with your two cups of flour and squish. The more you squish, the chewier your dumplings are. If you want them light and fluffy, don't squish them much after the flour and water are incorporated. If you want them chewy, work in more flour and knead it till it's starts to feel rubbery and dry. (That's how I like mine.)
Bring your pot of broth and meat back to a rapid boil.
Remember, the dumplings will swell when they cook, so don't make them too big. If you decide to drop them, just pull off balls of dough and drop it in the boiling broth. If you want classic square dumplings, roll them out and cut them into rectangles or squares.
Today, I pinched dough off in balls and just squished it out in my hands. It's way less messy than rolling them out on a floured counter top.
I don't have very large hands. I guess they're average. But anyway, that gives you an idea of about the size of the dumpling before being cooked.
It only takes them a few seconds to cook, so about the time you've dropped it in it's done. Drop them in one by one so they don't stick together.
When you've dropped the last one in, you can turn the heat off and it's ready to eat.
If you want thicker gravy style broth, BEFORE you put in your dumplings, get a small bowl and put a few tablespoons of flour in it. (I say a few, 3-5, possibly even more depending on how thick you want your broth.) Get some of the hot broth and mix it into the flour until it is a thin paste. Pour the flour paste into the pot and stir it around well. It will thicken up as it boils. Now you can add your dumplings.
Enjoy!
Make your own: Laundry Soap
I snagged this from Rey at The Peasant and the Pea. So, it's been tried out by someone I personally know and trust. She got the recipe originally from Tip Nut, I believe. Anyways, all the materials cost about $8 (give or take depending on where you shop and what you buy.)
Homemade Liquid Laundry Detergent
2 quarts of water
4 cups grated bar soap
4 cups Borax
4 cups Washing Soda *washing NOT baking*
4 gallons of water
A clean 5 gallon bucket with a lid.
That does not say four bars of grated soap. It says four cups of grated bar soap. There is a fundamental difference. It only took me two and a half bars of Ivory to get my four cups of grated soap. I grated it with a very fine cheese grater.
My first question to Rey was: What the hell is washing soda and where the hell do you find it? Wal-mart apparently, and possibly the drug store, or you might have to check online. Wal-mart had it where I live in Central Texas, but they only had Arm & Hammer. I would've rather had an off label, but such is life. Borax is also something that you don't always encounter, but at least I knew what that was from my Gramma. I was also able to find it at Wal-mart. You usually find both of these ingredients near the Oxy-Clean or other laundry boosters.
I still have a good portion of each box left, though I am not sure if I have quite enough for a full second batch. I would say you can get at least one and a half batches out of each box, thus reducing the actual total cost of each batch.
Heat your 2 quarts of water to a simmer, and slowly --- very slowly --- add in your grated soap. I was using a rubber spatula to stir, and I used the rubber spatula to scoop up some soap and stir it in. Once all the first scoop of soap was dissolved, then I got another scoop. Rey discovered the hard way that if you dump all the soap in at once it melts into a lump, and you have to stir forever to melt it down. I think the total scoop/stir/melt process only took about 20 minutes. If that.
Dump your hot soapy water into your bucket, and add the Borax and Soda. Stir until it is as dissolved as it is going to get. The 4 gallons of water I added in 2 quart batches. The water needs to be hot-ish in order to dissolve everything, so I used my sauce pot and heated it up on the stove while I stirred what was already in the bucket. Not to boiling, just hotter than tap water. Stir, stir, stir. Everything will eventually get mostly dissolved. Clap the lid on it and put it by your washer. Use 1/4 c per load. Stir before each time you use it, because even though we stirred it well, solids will settle.
I got a stick from the yard for a stirrer after the water got too deep for my spatula, that way I wouldn't have to dedicate a kitchen utensil to the laundry.
Five gallons of laundry soap for less than $8. It lasted Rey (who has a family of four) for several months. She crunched the numbers over on her blog, and the results were about half as much as buying Sun laundry detergent, which is one of the cheapest ones. You can make it smell prettier by adding essential oils or soap scents (purchasable from most hobby and craft shops) if you like.
You can use the same recipe, only without the water, for a powdered detergent, but I like liquid for rinsing cleaner.
Monday, November 28, 2011
The Turning of the Year: Thoughts about the Holidays
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Why do we think Jesus's birthday is at the end of December? Well, because the church says so, right? It's just always been that way, right? Baaaaa Baaaaaaa Good sheep. Now go read your bible and tell me whether or not logic dictates that December 25th is the most reasonable time to plug his birthday into the calendar. Mary and Joseph were on their way to pay their taxes, right? Right. Now, way back when in the days of long ago and far away, when was tax season? It wouldn't likely have been in the middle of winter. Taxes were often paid in stuff, not coin. First harvest, first product of the flocks, or the stuff created after harvesting has been completed, which would mean a spring - early summer time frame. Midwinter is just illogical.
Do you know why we have "Christmas" in midwinter right around the time of the solstice? Because that's when the Sun/Son is reborn into the world. The longest, darkest night of the year. Traditionally people would stay up all night, with candles lit, yule logs burning in the fire place, singing songs, telling tales, and praying that light would come back to the world so they could have another year of crops and critters. The earth based wheel of the year is agriculturally based. The Christian cycle of holidays mirrors the pagan cycle on purpose. The christians, while attempting to supersede the pagans' beliefs, took over the heathen holidays and made up stuff to justify them. Michaelmas, Candlemas, Pentacost, Christmas, Easter...
And how about this modern take on midwinter? What's up with the presents, and the stress, and the rush-rush-rush? I was told that we give and receive presents on Christmas because the Magi brought presents to baby Jesus. Mmmkay... I don't buy it. I think our capitalist culture just wanted another way to goad loads of people into spending more money than they ought to yet another day out of the year. I have the same skeptical feelings about Valentine's day.
People shouldn't feel like it's required to give presents. If you like it and it makes you happy, then by all means go for it. But don't overtax yourself. Don't break the bank. Don't feel like it's an absolute necessity just to keep in people's good graces. If someone wants to be offended that badly because they didn't get a present on some trumped up holiday, then they apparently have ulterior motives for keeping you around. That includes family. If someone loves you, then they will love your company, or the knowledge that you were thinking of them. They'll love a small token (like a letter or a phone call) just as much as they would love a present and possibly even more than some present that you went out and bought just because you felt like you had to because "it's Christmas".
Holidays should be spent doing what you enjoy with people you enjoy being with. Behaving differently just because it's supposed to be a special day does not fly in my book. If I don't like you the other 364 days a year, chances are I don't like you on Christmas either. If I want to give you a present, I can just as easily do it any other day of the year and vice versa. Yes, I do give Christmas presents, and I like doing it. But no, I do not go out and rack my brains and my bank account trying to find something for everyone. I do what I can with what I've got, and assume it will be enough because of the love that goes with it. Not how big the price tag is.
I do admit to having a bit of a blind spot when it comes to kids, though. Christmas is a holiday that can be filled with all kinds of magic and memories for children. Find ways to make the magic happen and make the memories happen. That doesn't mean take out a personal loan so that you can afford that state of the art toy that just came out. Make special treats that only get made once a year. Sing songs. Play games. Make decorations. They'll remember that a lot longer than they'll remember what presents they got.
What's in here?
Christmas,
Frustrated,
holidays,
solstice,
Thoughts and Musings,
turning of the year,
yule
Thanksgiving - and a few related recipes
First, just a small aside about the holidays. I am not a fan of holidays. No, really, I'm not. They're too much headache, too much stress, too much running around in circles, and not enough down time, enjoying family and friends, and reconnecting with loved ones. Thanksgiving is my hands down favorite holiday all year. They've tried really hard to commercialize it with Black Friday, but the holiday itself is still today what I remember it from being a little kid. FOOD!!! Lots and lots of good food shared with good friends and close family. No greeting cards, no presents, no mandatory decorations, just the good stuff.
This year was the first year I've really done a lot of cooking for Thanksgiving. Until this year, the only things I'd made at Thanksgiving were pumpkin pie and pumpkin mousse. This year, on the other hand, I did a turkey, broccoli casserole, mashed potatoes, giblet gravy, buttermilk pie, banana cream pie, pumpkin pie, and sweet potato casserole. My neighbor made puppy chow, dressing, corn, green bean casserole, and a spaghetti squash, and another friend brought a chocolate pudding cake that was (still is actually, half of the cake is still on my table) excellent!
The turkey!!! This turkey turned out so good. I was really happily surprised. Turkey is usually so dry and bland. I'd much rather have a goose or a duck. Even better would be a venison roast. But, cram a pound of sausage mixed with minced onion, bread crumbs, and spices under the skin (not in the cavity), and wrap that booger with bacon. It'll be a juicy bird. Yes, I know, your arteries are hardening just looking at it. But it's only once a year!
I also discovered that I can make my own powdered sugar. The only thing I needed powdered sugar for was whipped cream. I don't like CoolWhip. The stuff is an abomination. To make your own whipped cream you just need:
whipping cream
powdered sugar
vanilla
Use about half as much cream as you want volume of whipped cream, and make sure you use a bowl that is bigger than the amount of whipped cream you hope to have. Turn on your mixer and watch the cream grow! Put in however much powdered sugar gets the whipped cream as sweet as you want it, and add a dash of vanilla. Add the sugar and vanilla while you're whipping the cream. Ta-da! Easy peasy.
To make your own powdered sugar, just put it in the blender, food processor, spice grinder, coffee mill, whatever you have that has spinning blades. 1c sugar = 1c powdered sugar. You can even grind it to your own specifications.
B was excited, lol. Everyone was excited. Fin and I were cooking for two straight days.
After we finished eating, the midgets got turned lose in the yard. It was close to 80 degrees that day, so we just ate outside.
Fin is being sad panda because she was so excited to eat, we were all so hungry, she ate less than half her plate and was stuffed.
It's hard to tell, but the expression n B's face is overstuffed misery. Pup was slightly less miserable, and the kids were just pinging from sugar and disrupted schedules.
It was fun, and I am definitely going to be looking forward to next year, though Fin and I have agreed that we will try to scale the food down some. We made way too much for our small gathering.
I've already started my turkey carcass boiling for 10 day Turkey Soup, and have a container of leftovers in the freezer that is ear marked for said soup.
10 Day Turkey Soup takes ... you guessed it: 10 days.
This is going to sound gross, but I promise it isn't. Take the carcass and break it up so it fits in your largest soup pot. Pour in any leftover stock, drippings, etc., and then cover the carcass with water. Bring it to a rapid boil for at least 10 minutes, then reduce to a simmer. Cover and let it simmer all day. Turn it off before you go to bed. In the morning, bring the water level back up if necessary, and repeat. No, I didn't forget to tell you to put it in the fridge. Who has room for a stock pot in their fridge for 10 days? Every morning, when you bring it back to a boil for 10 minutes, you're pasteurizing it. Repeat this for 9 days. Before you turn the heat back on on day 10, sift out any bones, skin, etc. that might still be solid. Add in the leftovers that haven't been eaten. Everything. Dressing, turkey, veggies, mashed potatoes, (I don't recommend adding sweet potato casserole), even cranberry sauce or jelly. Bring it to a nice boil, turn it down and let it simmer all day. Really watch it today (stirring, checking water levels), because the starches sometimes settle to the bottom and want to burn.
And now you have 10 Day Turkey Soup. Or, if you don't want to throw all the leftovers in, you can freeze the stock in batches. It's wonderfully rich and flavorful.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Fall Favorites: Tomato Soup and Grilled Cheese
What goes better with gray, chilly, drizzly weather than a hot bowl of tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich? Not much, other than maybe a hot bowl of homemade tomato soup, and a grilled cheese sandwich with real cheese on it instead of that processed yellow "cheese food" stuff we call American Cheese. Isn't that just a testament to our times? The quick processed, unidentifiable ingredients, imitation colored "cheese" is American cheese. We're too impatient to take the time to actually make cheese. Instant gratification and everything is disposable. It irritates the snot out of me.
Anyway, where was I? Tomato soup and grilled cheese, right.
Even if you are one of those who require instant gratification, you can have this dinner in about 20 to 30 minutes.
The recipe I used called for:
1 tsp dried Basil
3 (14.5 oz) cans diced tomatoes
3 c chicken broth
1/2 tsp salt
2 cloves garlic (or a tsp minced, or about 1/2 - 3/4 tsp dried)
2 tsp olive oil
Get a pot.
Putt the olive oil in the bottom.
Saute the garlic till it's fragrant.
Throw everything else in the pot, bring it to a boil, turn it down, and let it simmer for about 20 minutes.
You can leave it at that, or you can put the soup in a blender and puree it to get a smoother consistency. Too easy! If you don't want to use canned, you don't have to. Stewing tomatoes couldn't be easier.
Get a few tomatoes, put them in a pot, cover with water, and bring to a boil. When the skin starts to blister, turn off the heat. At this point I rinse my tomatoes in cold water. It seems to encourage blistering, and it'll keep them from continuing to cook from their own internal heat. The skins peel right off (I personally don't like cooked tomato skins. They're tough and awkward.), or you can leave them on. Dice them up, and ta da! Diced stewed tomatoes. I recommend doing the dicing in a bowl, otherwise you lose all your juices.
Some changes I plan to make to the recipe - The soup is bland. Yes I know, tomato soup isn't exactly a riot of flavors in your mouth. The store bought stuff honestly tastes about as spectacular as ketchup. (ick) But it doesn't have to be boring! Next time, I am adding some onion 1/4-1/2. I think a whole onion would be a little much for this size pot of soup. Or maybe I'll double the amount, use a whole onion, and freeze some for later. I'd also put in a shake or two of tobasco sauce, or a dash or two of red pepper. It also needs a touch more salt (for my taste). A bay leaf would be good, too.
But wait! I forgot the grilled cheese. I often make the (inaccurate) assumption that everyone has at least the basics. I consider grilled cheese a basic. It's as basic as scrambling eggs. I was three or four years old when I started learning how to scramble eggs and grill sandwiches, and I often just imagine that's how everyone does it. I am most often very mistaken, and I have to remind myself of this constantly.
Grilled Cheese:
Butter (you can use margarine, but I don't recommend vegetable oil or shortening. It just doesn't taste good and seems to leave the sandwich much greasier)
Bread
Cheese - any kind of cheese will work. Have fun with it, combine several cheeses, make a pizza grilled cheese with pepperoni on it. Shredded cheese doesn't work out as well, though, because it becomes a mess when you try to turn the sandwich over.
Heat a skillet over medium heat for a few minutes, drop in a small pat of butter or margarine (just enough to coat the skillet. You're not trying to deep fry your grilled cheese).
I usually assemble my first sandwich while the skillet is heating up.
Set the sandwich in the skillet and wait. Patiently. Don't constantly flip it over and over, because all that does is make your sandwich soggy and greasy, not toasted. When the bottom of the sandwich is nice and toasty brown, flip it over carefully so you don't end up with your cheese spilled into the skillet.
Wait... patiently. When the other side of the sandwich is nice and toasty brown, put it on a plate and enjoy! I love to dunk my grilled cheese into my tomato soup. It's so yummy!!
Grilled sandwiches aren't limited to cheeses (obviously). If you want to put other stuff in there, go ahead and try it out. Put a fried egg in there, and have a grilled ham, egg, and cheese. Try different combinations of cheeses. Sprinkle your bread with garlic before you grill it, and put mozzarella cheese in it. It'll be like cheese sticks with marinara sauce when you dunk it in your tomato soup.
I have to stop now. I am getting hungry, and I just had breakfast.
What's in here?
cheap,
Cooking,
easy,
grilled cheese,
home made tomato soup,
simple
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Pålt and Goulash
You're probably thinking ~what the hell is Pålt? Most people know what goulash is, if not you'll know that by the end of this post as well.
I had the good fortune to be able to take a trip to Sweden back in 2000. There is a wonderful family there that made me and my friends feel like we were family, too. We had a wonderful time, with wonderful food, wonderful drinks, and wonderful company. Pålt is just one of those wonderful memories. They're yet another dumpling. Every culture has to have a dumpling. They're super cheap, very filling, good old fashioned comfort food. In Sweden they're primarily made with potatoes.
I honestly don't know if my pålt is the same as Mama Lundqvist's, but they tasted good and made me happy.
You will need:
Potatoes
Flour
Salt
and very salty pork - or other yummy filling that isn't going to put a lot of extra moisture into the dumpling (optional)
a large pot of salted water, boiling
I don't have measurements for this, because... well... that's just how I roll. Wait till I post my buttermilk biscuit recipe!
Boil the potatoes until they're tender enough to put a fork in easily, but not falling apart. Pull them out of the water and let them cool enough to handle. Pull the skins off, then grate them. Don't use the smallest holes in the grater. You want fine strands of potato, not mush. (although you can make these with leftover mashed potatoes, I don't think it tastes the same)
Measure your potatoes now. However much you wound up with, use half as much flour. (i.e. if you have two cups of shredded spuds, use a cup of flour.) This is a rule of thumb, and your experience may differ. If the dough is too sticky, knead in a little more flour. If it's too dry and stiff, put a bit of water in it. You want it to be soft enough to mould, but not so soft it falls apart when you cook it.
If you are using salty pork (this is how Mama made it for us), make sure it's fully cooked, and as you roll the dumplings into balls, poke two fingers in and stuff about a Tbs of salty pork goodness into each dumpling, then roll it tightly closed. Any type of filling could probably work. I want to make them with cheese!
If you aren't using filling, just roll the dough into balls.
Drop the dumplings into the boiling water for 20-ish minutes. They float when they're done.
For goulash you will need:
meat
onions
bell pepper
broth or bullion
seasonings as you like
Goulash is one of those fabulous things like kitchen sink soup. Every country has a different idea of what goulash should be. That idea reflects the tastes of the culture. There are no rules.
The goulash recipe I used was Hungarian. It called for some spices I happened to not have (I think it was caraway seeds). *shrugs* I was completely surprised that my spice cabinet was lacking. I normally have anything and everything you could possibly want in there. I'm a spice fiend. I love the stuff.
Anyway... So there aren't really any rules. Do what you love, spice it how you like.
I browned the meat with a little butter, tossed it in a soup pot.
In the drippings, I cooked the onions and bell pepper till they were soft, then tossed in some minced garlic. That went in the soup pot, too, along with the remaining drippings.
I put a couple of cups of beef broth in there, and let it simmer till the meat was tender.
I seasoned it with salt, turmeric, tarragon, and I think I put some cayenne pepper in there.
The other side you see in the picture is a cauliflower and carrot casserole that was absolutely abysmal. Totally disgusting (in the opinion of everyone in the house, so I am not being hyper critical here.) I was able to save it later, with some chicken, cream of mushroom soup, and a lot more time in the oven. But, I won't be using that recipe ever again.
The pålt and goulash, however, were totally awesome and will be done again.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Late Halloween, and a little update
Remember those coffee cans I turned into canisters? A bit of an update on those. First off -- don't spray paint bendy plastic lids. Bad mojo. Apparently acrylic paint works just fin, because I used it on an ice cream bucket. But spray paint is more brittle, and the paint flakes off really fast. Painting the inner circle of the lid, like where a label would go, would work out perfect. I also found that with the creative use of a pastry tamper 5 lbs of flour will fit in a 36 oz coffee can.
Fin insisted on carving pumpkins for Halloween. I've never carved a pumpkin before. Well, let me amend that. I attempted to carve a pumpkin once around the age of 14. It ended with a fountain of blood (literally, I severed an artery), a trip to the ER, several stitches, and a wide berth around the pumpkin patch thereafter. But, she was all little kid excited, and it was kind of contagious. She also had a pumpkin carving kit that has these itty bitty little blunt saw blades in it. I felt like it would be very difficult for me to have a repeat performance with something so harmless.
I was right :-P The pumpkin on the left is mine, the one on the right is Fin's :-) It was fun, and I think I might carve a pumpkin next year without prodding LOL.
A side effect of pumpkin carving is pumpkin seeds. Elise at Simply Recipes has a recipe for Roasted Pumpkin Seeds. I mostly followed her recipe. I did the boiling in the salt thing, and the baking thing. But before I baked them I drizzled lime juice all over them then dusted them with chili powder. The idea was chili lime flavored nuts. It didn't work out quite as intended, because the lime juice didn't hold it's flavor after roasting. They were very good, nonetheless. B actually LIKES THEM!!!!
He hates pumpkins. He hates the smell. He hates the feel. He hates the taste. Blah blah blah. The boy has a serious prejudice against squashes of all varieties. I have tricked him into eating them several times (squash), and on most of those occasions he has had NO clue. So I bullied him into tasting the seeds. He actually eats the whole things. I insist on shelling them. The shells take way too much time to chew satisfactorily, but I do like to suck the chili pepper off the outsides first.
All of this was accomplished before Halloween.
Halloween night, we were supposed to go trick-or-treating with Fin, Fin's midget, and the Pup. That kind of fell through when it took B over 2 hours to paint my face. But he really did an awesome job with the face painting, and it was fun for both of us. We ended up finishing up right about the time trick-or-treat ended, so we went to dinner. Ironically, we went to Red Lobster. I was tempted to order a can of tuna LOL.
I think B did a great job with my makeup. My face is still breaking out from all that grease paint, but it was fun. The silly grin kind of ruins the effect of the makeup. It looks better with my mouth closed, but then you couldn't see my super cute vampire fangs turned kitty teeth.
Fin was a pretty kitty, too. She had some ballet flats that she painted black and gold tiger stripes, and some adorable kitty ears that she made, but this was post trekking all over housing , so she was pooped.
I bought the dress, but I already had the petticoat. I made the leggings, mittens, and tail (the tail is actually on my lap there under my paw). I made an ear, too, but it didn't work right in combination with the hat, so I left the ear off. I've still got it, as well as all the other bits of my costume. It may either get worn again, or get reincarnated into a new idea next year.
What's in here?
Cooking,
costumes,
face painting,
Halloween,
pumpkin seeds
Feeling like a peon
For anyone who has played Warcraft or World of Warcraft: Work, Work, Work!
I thought I was about done with that transcript. Turns out I was right, and wrong. There are three or four more waiting when I get through with this one. I'm grateful for the work, really I am, but I'm starting to get that weird, underscored electric wire buzz in my brain lately. The one that feels like it might be lighting a fuse. I feel pressure to finish, pressure to take another one, pressure to do something constructive around the house, and less and less motivation of any of the above. It's like feeling the need to take of running, but feeling like you're too tired to move at the same time.
Yeah, I know: quit yer bitchin, kid.
I have a job. That is good. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
I don't know what's the matter with me. I've just been so disgruntled lately. I feel like I need peace and quiet, but when every one is gone, I feel left out. I feel like I want a quiet night with B, but when it's just us we sit like two lumps and play games on our phones. I don't know when the last time was we had a an actual two-way conversation just the two of us was.
I want to DO something. But I can't think of anything that wouldn't require money we really don't have right now. I want to go hiking. That's what I really want. Somewhere pretty. I think I am feeling homesick, but just not for the "home" we actually left. I am feeling homesick for my mountains. I want to go rock hopping. I wan to smell the autumn leaves. I want to see a deer, or a rabbit, or a fox in a meadow. I want crisp air that smells of frost and tingles the inside of my nose. I want to see my breath when I go outdoors. I think I'm having an episode of Seasonal Affective Disorder. It's too damned sunny, too damned warm, and it's been that way too damned long. Where's fall? Where's winter? Why is it over 70 outside?
B brought me flowers yesterday, because I've been so irritable. He said now I have to be in a good mood all weekend. They have a squirrel in them. They made me happy. When I am feeling especially testy, I go smell them. It helps, but I still feel restless, unsettled, and just generally irritable. The sounds of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare are blasting from the living room with almost the volume of an actual battle, I swear. Pup is down there wearing it out. Fin is in the back yard reading. I don't know what B is doing. I assume he's playing games on his phone.
They went fishing at 0400 this morning, and they're saying they're going back out again tonight. For some reason that irritates me. I guess I was hoping that since this was a long weekend, Pup might be going out with some other friends and B and I might spend some time together. Scratch that idea. I think my dad was right, and I get to let him tell me "I told you so." Even though he really doesn't actually *say* I told you so very much. He really doesn't like to. He would rather me listen to his warnings, follow his advice, and not have the situation he predicted turn up. But he warned me that having people over too much would cause B and I not to know how to act when we found ourselves by ourselves. He's right. And now I don't know what to do about it. I think part of it is just my feelings are a little hurt, and I'm feeling very much like a fifth wheel right now. I shouldn't, because it's not like anyone is intentionally shunting me sideways. But I think I feel that way because the ideas I had for this long weekend were very different than what is actually playing out. Since the current activities had no place in my head, I feel out of sorts and out of place.
The next long weekend is Thanksgiving, and while it is my absolute favorite holiday of the whole year, because it is actually something I can agree with, has value to me, and it probably one of the least commercialized of all the holidays, it's a holiday of social gathering and coming together. Which means that we won't have any more long weekends with the potential for 'Us' time for quite a while.
Anyway, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I guess I need to quit my whining and find some things to be thankful for.
Like my flowers.
My squirrel in my flowers.
The fact that I have a paid job to work on with more transcripts just waiting for me to finish this one.
I got to meet some wonderful people yesterday, and was even honored with the presence of their mother/grandmother who is 93 years old.
I have coffee.
B brought me lunch.
I have friends.
I slept better last night than I have in over a week.
One of the books I ordered is finally on its way.
I'm almost through sorting books, so I can send some to Ms. Terri soon.
I'm gonna get some footie jammies with sock monkey feet. (just cause... yes, I am juvenile, but they made me giggle, and I'll giggle when I wear them.)
I had apple pie last night, and it was yummy.
There's blueberry pie tonight (Fin baked them both last night with Pup's help.) I don't like blueberries LOL
Why am I thankful for that? Because I WON'T eat the pie. I need to lose 20 lbs (again).
I thought I was about done with that transcript. Turns out I was right, and wrong. There are three or four more waiting when I get through with this one. I'm grateful for the work, really I am, but I'm starting to get that weird, underscored electric wire buzz in my brain lately. The one that feels like it might be lighting a fuse. I feel pressure to finish, pressure to take another one, pressure to do something constructive around the house, and less and less motivation of any of the above. It's like feeling the need to take of running, but feeling like you're too tired to move at the same time.
Yeah, I know: quit yer bitchin, kid.
I have a job. That is good. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
I don't know what's the matter with me. I've just been so disgruntled lately. I feel like I need peace and quiet, but when every one is gone, I feel left out. I feel like I want a quiet night with B, but when it's just us we sit like two lumps and play games on our phones. I don't know when the last time was we had a an actual two-way conversation just the two of us was.
I want to DO something. But I can't think of anything that wouldn't require money we really don't have right now. I want to go hiking. That's what I really want. Somewhere pretty. I think I am feeling homesick, but just not for the "home" we actually left. I am feeling homesick for my mountains. I want to go rock hopping. I wan to smell the autumn leaves. I want to see a deer, or a rabbit, or a fox in a meadow. I want crisp air that smells of frost and tingles the inside of my nose. I want to see my breath when I go outdoors. I think I'm having an episode of Seasonal Affective Disorder. It's too damned sunny, too damned warm, and it's been that way too damned long. Where's fall? Where's winter? Why is it over 70 outside?
B brought me flowers yesterday, because I've been so irritable. He said now I have to be in a good mood all weekend. They have a squirrel in them. They made me happy. When I am feeling especially testy, I go smell them. It helps, but I still feel restless, unsettled, and just generally irritable. The sounds of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare are blasting from the living room with almost the volume of an actual battle, I swear. Pup is down there wearing it out. Fin is in the back yard reading. I don't know what B is doing. I assume he's playing games on his phone.
They went fishing at 0400 this morning, and they're saying they're going back out again tonight. For some reason that irritates me. I guess I was hoping that since this was a long weekend, Pup might be going out with some other friends and B and I might spend some time together. Scratch that idea. I think my dad was right, and I get to let him tell me "I told you so." Even though he really doesn't actually *say* I told you so very much. He really doesn't like to. He would rather me listen to his warnings, follow his advice, and not have the situation he predicted turn up. But he warned me that having people over too much would cause B and I not to know how to act when we found ourselves by ourselves. He's right. And now I don't know what to do about it. I think part of it is just my feelings are a little hurt, and I'm feeling very much like a fifth wheel right now. I shouldn't, because it's not like anyone is intentionally shunting me sideways. But I think I feel that way because the ideas I had for this long weekend were very different than what is actually playing out. Since the current activities had no place in my head, I feel out of sorts and out of place.
The next long weekend is Thanksgiving, and while it is my absolute favorite holiday of the whole year, because it is actually something I can agree with, has value to me, and it probably one of the least commercialized of all the holidays, it's a holiday of social gathering and coming together. Which means that we won't have any more long weekends with the potential for 'Us' time for quite a while.
Anyway, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I guess I need to quit my whining and find some things to be thankful for.
Like my flowers.
My squirrel in my flowers.
The fact that I have a paid job to work on with more transcripts just waiting for me to finish this one.
I got to meet some wonderful people yesterday, and was even honored with the presence of their mother/grandmother who is 93 years old.
I have coffee.
B brought me lunch.
I have friends.
I slept better last night than I have in over a week.
One of the books I ordered is finally on its way.
I'm almost through sorting books, so I can send some to Ms. Terri soon.
I'm gonna get some footie jammies with sock monkey feet. (just cause... yes, I am juvenile, but they made me giggle, and I'll giggle when I wear them.)
I had apple pie last night, and it was yummy.
There's blueberry pie tonight (Fin baked them both last night with Pup's help.) I don't like blueberries LOL
Why am I thankful for that? Because I WON'T eat the pie. I need to lose 20 lbs (again).
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Hello?
Hi!
Woops, I got a bit side tracked the last couple weeks. I've actually been up to my ears in paying work, so housework, blogging, and all sorts of other stuff have taken a back burner for a bit. I have blogs that need to be written, pictures that need to be uploaded, recipes that need to be shared, and crafts that are nearly finished.
I've got a backlog all the way since Halloween. I still haven't uploaded pictures of my very first Jack-o-Lantern. I promise, I haven't forgotten about the Bon Bon Club. I finished another transcript today, so as of right now I am free tomorrow. Well, sort of. I have a backlog of laundry waiting on me to upload it and run the programs Wash, Dry, and Fold. Blogging is looking better and better!
Woops, I got a bit side tracked the last couple weeks. I've actually been up to my ears in paying work, so housework, blogging, and all sorts of other stuff have taken a back burner for a bit. I have blogs that need to be written, pictures that need to be uploaded, recipes that need to be shared, and crafts that are nearly finished.
I've got a backlog all the way since Halloween. I still haven't uploaded pictures of my very first Jack-o-Lantern. I promise, I haven't forgotten about the Bon Bon Club. I finished another transcript today, so as of right now I am free tomorrow. Well, sort of. I have a backlog of laundry waiting on me to upload it and run the programs Wash, Dry, and Fold. Blogging is looking better and better!
Friday, October 28, 2011
Leftover Love - Reinventing Chicken Legs
I had four chicken legs leftover from the other nights dinner. I had lots of roasted tomatoes left, too.
What else is in here? I've got some carrots in the veggie drawer that have been there a while. They're only just starting to get a little wiggly. I've got some fresh asparagus that probably needs to get used for something before long, otherwise it won't be quite so fresh anymore. I've got half a bag of pasta floating around. Some frozen lima beans. The nearly ever present bell peppers that I throw in almost everything for flavor and vegetable content, and good lord have I got cheese. That's something that I've decided is more necessary in this house than just about anything else, cheese is. It goes on and in everything. Pup eats his weight in cheese, and B isn't far behind him.
I used shredded cheese, sour cream, parmesan cheese, and some heavy whipping cream. I pulled the meat off the chicken legs, then I boiled all the vegetables in a pot of salted water. The carrots and bell peppers went in first, simmering until the carrots were crisp tender, then the lima beans and asparagus went in. I only boiled them for about a minute so as not to cook the asparagus to mush. I strained them out, but kept the water. I cooked the noodles in the same water, to imbue some of the veggies' flavor to the noodles. While that was going on, I cooked a couple slices of bacon to crumble up into bacon bits. With a bit of bacon grease, I sauteed some minced garlic, added the veggies and chicken. Once that was all warmed, I tossed in the cheeses and creams. I reheated the roasted tomatoes in the oven, and just served them along side the pasta dish.
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