Saturday, 23 April 2011

  • What's in a name?

    • It's a very strange thing to be without a nickname. People have tried, but nothing has ever stuck. Maybe I was so well named that nothing but my proper name seems to be the right thing to call me. These are the things I ponder sometimes.

Saturday, 02 October 2010

  • Creamy Chicken and Rice Soup

    About a year or so ago I was looking through a chicken cook book, you know the kind, the ones that claim to have a recipe for everything.  My dad said that he wanted soup, and we had some leftover cooked chicken, so I was cook book diving.  Well the chicken cook book had a chicken and rice soup, but it sounded so unappetising.  It was heavy cream, rice and chicken, and that was about it.   There was hardly anything in it to give it flavor.   It sounded bland.  Not to mention the amount of fat in heavy cream.  My dad didn't want to have heavy cream in the soup, nor would he go out and buy it.  I had to come up with a way to make a creamy chicken soup with the things we had in the house.  This is what I came up with. I was inspired by the Cream of Chicken and Wild Rice soup that they have at Panera.  I love the soup I came up with because it is sumptuous and full of veggies (those that know me know I'm not a veggie eater happy).  To me this is the epitome of comfort.  All I need now is some home made bread, and it would be a perfect meal!

    3/4 C. chopped white onion or about one medium onion

    1 medium carrot sliced in half and chopped thin 

    1 medium stalk of celery sliced thin 

    4 oz. cremini or button mushrooms roughly chopped (optional) 

    olive oil 

    1/2 tsp. each of garlic powder, salt and pepper 

    1 can of condensed cream of chicken soup (I try to use the 98% fat free)

    Enough milk to fill the can

    2 XL Knorr Chicken bouillon cubes*

    4 cups water 

    2 cups precooked chopped chicken 

    3/4 C. long grain rice 

    3/4 C. frozen peas 

     

    Add olive oil to a pan large enough to hold all of the liquids.  When hot, add mushrooms.  When the mushrooms have lightly browned, add the carrots, celery, and onion, one at a time giving each of them a chance to soften.  Add the salt, and pepper, stir.  Break up the bouillon in the pan, then add the water and condensed soup.  Take the milk and make sure to get all of the soup out of the can.  Stir until the condensed soup has mixed into the water evenly.  Add garlic powder**.  When the broth comes to a simmer add the chicken. Cover.  Wait until the mixture boils before adding the rice.  Stir throughly and cover. Cook rice for 18 minutes.  Add peas and cook for another 4 minutes.   

    Serves about 6 

     

    *I have always made this soup with these bouillon cubes because they are really nicely seasoned and add a great flavor.  They are my favorite kind, and no, they didn't pay me to say that or anything.  If you don't use these cubes, you wouldn't need to use the 4 cups of water or the bouillon, you would just substitute 4 cups of good chicken stock instead. 

    **Garlic power burns easily so if you take too long before you add the water into the pan you might end up with a nasty mess. I don't normally add it there, I add it in with the salt and pepper, but I go quickly. It's up to you. 

    A note about the liquid.  It's really important to use the correct amounts of liquid in this soup.  I'm normally not a big measurer when it comes to cooking, but with this soup, the liquids and the rice are a big thing you need to be sure you are spot on with.  If you add too much rice it will be way to thick, and let me tell you, it's not so great.  The lush, creamy consistency will be lost if you add too much liquid. Though adding too much liquid is easier to fix than too much rice. Simmering uncovered will let it evaporate a bit. 

    I hope you like this dish as much as my family does! 

     

Thursday, 30 September 2010

  • New adventures

    There are few things that I truly like to do.  I like to sing, read, and cook.  Now, I'm not going to combine any of those in any weird way, but I think I will start cooking more.  Or at least try to.   It would be easier if I had a job, it would be easier if I had my own kitchen, but I'm sick of eating the same foods all the time.  I want to do something about it.  Hopefully I will get some support on the home front.  If not, this will be a very slow process. 

    I have created a muffin recipe.  I call it Peach Cobbler Muffins.  I still have to tweak it, but when it is done, I will have the recipe posted.  The first batch was sort of a trial run.  They weren't up to my standards of awesome.   Hopefully the changes I make will make them amazing instead of just good. 

    I made a chocolate ganache cheese cake for my boyfriend's birthday.  That was quite good.  He didn't stop raving about it.   I just wish I would have taken a picture of it.... Oh well...

     

Monday, 28 June 2010

Saturday, 26 June 2010

  • Lake Michigan was my first love

    One of the best vacations memories I have ever had happened in the UP. My grandparents owned a home in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan for as long as I can remember, and also for as long as I can remember, I was dragged up there to the hunting cabin. It would be 'fun'. Usually it was just gross because it was a trailer from the 70's and it wasn't hardly ever lived in so it smelled, the water was hard and I didn't want to touch much. Did I mention the mice? Yeah, there was a dried out mouse carcass that I found on top of one of the heating vents in the living room. It wasn't much more than a ball of dust, but there was a foot and a tail left. Shows how often someone actually came and lived there. Bear hunters don't need the place to be clean, but little girls tend to freak out at things like that. Needless to say, we didn't spend a lot of time in the middle of nowhere cabin, Naubinway, MI.

    When we weren't in the cabin, we did touristy things, like go to Mackinac Island, see some of the amazing lighthouses that are all over, and we were up there for a grand opening of the Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum. But my favorite memory has to do with the water. The beautiful water of Lake Michigan. There was a thunder storm headed our way, but we really wanted to go swimming. The great thing about the way the roads are set up out there, is that they have places set up all over just to pull off and go to the lake. This spot was almost completely deserted. With waves crashing in, and heavy clouds overhead, it may not have looked like a perfect time to go swimming, but oh was it. I literally dove right in. It was such an amazing thing to be so one with the water. It's wildness before the storm. The churn, its life. I let the waves hit me and throw me wherever they wanted to. I would have done that for hours. There was something so addicting about that. So invigorating. I was the water. If I could do that again, I would in a heartbeat. It was one of the best things I've done in my life. I was so connected to the earth, so alive. My parents had to pull me from the water. When they finally dragged me away, my skin was bright pink and I was starting to get cold, but I didn't care. I never wanted to stop. I never wanted to lose that moment.
    I guess I never have.

Monday, 21 June 2010

  • Currently
    Two Lefts Dont Make a Right
    By Relient K
    Chapped Stick and Chapped Lips and Things Like Chemistry
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    Things like Chemistry

    When I was in high school, I took chem a year before everyone else. It's safe to say it was cool, because Mr. Varwig was a little crazy (think teacher meets the guy from Beakman's World), but it was a little over my head. Not only did he white out the ceiling in the new lab when he singed it after a demonstration of the explosion power of sodium and water, but he always had crazy commentary to the videos we watched. Don't get me wrong, I learned things, just not how to balance chemical equations. I tried, I really did. If it weren't for Lauren St. John and Jordan Meyer, I never would have made it.

    So seeing as I'm a good student, I decided to try chemistry again when I had to take a science class. I could have taken astronomy, or geology, but I had resolved to learn how to balance those equations. So I went into this class with an attitude of determination. I was the oldest student there. You see, I took it my senior year. It was a class full of freshman. There were kids in there studying business, others wanting to be chemists. Not I, oh no. We had to go around and say what we were studying. I was the only one studying the arts in the whole room. Not to mention the only one that actually had a major. I rolled up my sleeves and put on the safety goggles and was ready. (Though I haven't quite figured out what I'm going to do with those safety goggles that I had to buy...)

    The best part of that class was the lab that unfortunately met at 10 o'clock in the morning. I'm not a morning person. Luckily the lab was kind of gross, so I usually rolled out of bed and went there and showered after. Don't judge. Chemicals are nasty. Also, the lab was built in the 70's so there were years and years worth of spilled chemicals everywhere so you never really knew what you were getting on you.

    The labs we did were cool. The professor owns a business were he makes wines and drink mixes, so one of the labs we had was to test the alcohol content of mojito mix through out the mix process. It has to age and it sits and they add ingredients, so they check it though out the process for sugar content and for how much alcohol. There can only be a certain amount in the finished mix. It smelled so good! If it hadn't been in nasty beakers I totally would have tried it.

    Another cool lab that we did was to find the calorie content of food. We had to set up a Bunsen burner and a few other things and we burned marshmallows, potato chips and cheetos. If I remember right, the amount of time it takes to burn correlates to how many calories there are in the food. We may or may not have eaten some of the food as we went along...

    That was only a couple we did. We had like 14 labs or so. We also made 2 different kinds of slimy stuff. That one was cool. The labs in that class were way better than the ones in high school. No offence to Mr. Varwig.

    The lecture on the other hand, was duller than flat paint. He was one of those guys that had all of the information on the slide and then would read it all off with very little to add. It didn't help that the lights were off most of the time. I shall not be admonished for a nap or two that may or may not have happened. Yet, even with his dull power point reading, when we asked questions, like how to balance chemical equations, for instance, he was really good at teaching us how to do that. So I did learn how. It actually made since. Which was the whole point of taking the class, not that burning things and stuff wasn't sweet....

Sunday, 20 June 2010

  • Borrowed Words

    "There's nothing to forgive. I've never stopped loving you, and I know that you've never stopped loving me. It was just anger and shame that blinded you. As to nothing ever being the same, well, different can sometimes be just as as nice as what you already know and like."
    Into the Woods by Lyn Gardner



    "A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?"
    Albert Einstein


    "Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles."
    Charlie Chaplin


Friday, 11 June 2010

  • Tea Cup

    I want to put all of the anger, frustration, self-loathing, tears, misunderstandings, arguments, hate, the screaming, door slamming, hung up phone calls, weariness, emptiness, and the awful silences, and drain it all into a tea cup and pour it down the drain.

    Turn the disposal on.

    And have at least a glimmer.

    A refuge

    Peace.