Have you had the flu in your house yet this season? If you have – I’m sorry for you. And if you haven’t, go wash your hands and pop some vitamin C, ’cause here’s what I know: it totally stinks and it seems to be never ending. On the bright side, it’s been great for the post-holiday diet. I’d love to tell you what these Sweet & Sour Shrimp taste like, but I can’t because my nose isn’t working and, therefore, neither is my sense of taste. However, this meal received three out of three thumbs up from the punks, which qualifies it as blogworthy, so here you go.
I saw this recipe in Oprah Magazine last spring when I was killing time in the waiting room at the orthodontist’s office. Because I am a firm believer in leaving reading material intact for the next lady-in-waiting, I did not swipe the magazine or tear out the article and instead made a note in my phone to look it up again at a later date. Anyway, it’s taken me approximately seven months to try the recipe, but I promise you, it is a life-changing risotto making technique. I don’t think I’ll ever go back to the old ‘stand and stir.’ The prep work here is minimal, the variations are endless (check it out; they offer four great versions) and you won’t have to babysit your pan, which will give you more time to shop online or update your Facebook status. : )
…. aka: Homemade Fiddle Faddle. I realize this doesn’t qualify as dinner. Well, it could qualify as a meal if you were in that frame of mind, and you know I don’t judge when it comes to that sort of thing. I’m probably going to get in a heap of trouble with dentists and orthodontists and cardiologists everywhere for even suggesting that you make this at all, but I think like a food blogger and not a normal person, so this is what I’m sharing with you today.
I don’t know why I got it in my head that I needed to make Fiddle Faddle at home. But I’m the stubborn sort (ask anyone) and when I get an idea, I can’t let it go until I give it a go. So I made my first batch of this popcorn yesterday afternoon. Only one thing went wrong (and it was my fault completely); I mistakenly over measured on the amount of popcorn required for the recipe. Thus, my popcorn:toffee balance was way off – by about four cups. That didn’t stop my girls from sneaking clusters of it every time they walked past where it was cooling on the island, but they BOTH said (without realizing I had messed up) “this needs more toffee stuff.”
A conversation that my mom friends and I often seem to have is the one where we’re always shocked and incredulous over how much food teenage boys can shove in their faces. And how we aren’t convinced they actually even taste what they eat half the time. And how we all grocery shop multiple times during any given week yet somehow there’s NEVER ANY FOOD IN THE HOUSE. Combine the voracious hunger from fall sports practice with the midnight munchies that will soon (if they haven’t already) come from studying in to the wee hours, and the cabinet and fridge had better be stocked. No one wants to witness the Tazmanian Devil-child coming up empty after a late night kitchen raid … not me, anyway.
I’ve had a slight issue of late with my ice cream maker. And the issue is that I cannot seem to stop finding excuses to use it. In the past oh, about ten days or so, I’ve made four different flavors: chocolate gelato (both milk and dark; milk was better), cookies and cream (a great use for those stale Oreos I had thanks to people in my house who cannot seem to figure out how to properly seal packaging), and a fantastic mint chocolate chip. Mint chocolate chip was the absolute, hands down, bombdigity. I’m not even that big of a sweets fan, but I swear, I could not tear myself away from that stuff. Amazing.
A question posed on Sendik’s Facebook page this morning was “My favorite spring-time food is _____.” As I write this there are 12 responses; seven out of 12 respondees filled in their blanks with asparagus. My answer was “anything with grill marks.” If you like to get your grill on, here’s a great recipe for dressed up grilled sirloin, asparagus on the side.
Easter dinner was so delicious, but I’m about over ham, how about you? I intentionally overshot on the poundage, wanting to have leftovers. Well, leftovers we got. Had a ham sandwich for lunch yesterday. Put slices of it on egg sandwiches this morning. Easter dinner re-run last night. And there are still a few little scraps left in the fridge … the frugal cook in me should stash them away in the freezer for omelets or soup but I’ll admit I’ve been sneaking them to the DamDog. I’m swearing off ham. Tonight we’re having a meatless entree, and this is what it is.
One of my New Year’s resolutions was to cut out cocktails during the week. But because I am the master self-enabler — and also really, really good at justifying just about anything — I make exceptions when it comes to adding cocktail ingredients to food. Case in point: Penne ala Vodka.
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