No real resolutions for 2017. I would like to get serious about playing my ukulele so that’s going to be a goal for me. I’d like to do a better job of blogging too, but I can’t figure out what direction to take with it. I do enjoy sharing recipes so I know I’ll continue to do that.
I have some milestones coming up this year. My 70th birthday in March, and our 30th anniversary in October. No plans yet for either event.
I made a delicious lentil soup last night. Here’s what I put in it. I used the slow cooker, but it could be made in an Instant Pot or on the stove top.
Lentil with Ham Soup
1 pound lentils
1 ham bone or smoked hock
2 shallots, chopped
3 garlic cloves, minced
2 quarts chicken stock
1 can diced tomatoes with celery/peppers/onion
1 tsp. dried oregano
salt and pepper to taste
I used the ham bone just to flavor the soup. I didn’t pick the meat off into the soup.
Happy New Year!
This is a hearty and flavorful soup. Perfect for cold winter dinners.
My only note for this recipe is to use baked potatoes. Boiled potatoes won’t do the trick. You need that special, nutty taste that only a baked potato can give you. Trust me.
4 baking potatoes
2/3 cup butter
2/3 cup flour
1 tsp salt
1 tsp pepper, white
7 cups lowfat milk
1 cup low fat sour cream
1/4 cup green onions, sliced
6 slices bacon, cooked and crumbled
1 cup cheddar cheese, grated
Bake potatoes at 350 for 65-75 minutes or until tender. Cool completely. Peel and cube.
In a large saucepan or dutch oven, melt butter and stir in flour, salt and pepper. Whisk until smooth. Gradually add milk while whisking. Bring to a boil and simmer while stirring for 2 minutes or until thickened.
Add potatoes, bacon, onions, and cheese. Simmer and stir for 10 minutes.
Add sour cream and remove from heat.
Garnish each bowl as desired with bacon, chives, grated cheese.
Makes 8 servings.
As we age it becomes inevitable that we begin to lose family and friends of our generation. Unfortunately for this family, we’ve had a cluster of deaths in a very short amount of time.
The first of three losses was my cousin Sonny. Two years younger than me. One of the nicest and most caring people you’ll ever know. His death was shocking, as it was so unexpected. It was his heart. He died on Christmas Eve. His family and friends are missing him.
Then, on January 12 I received a phone call from a stranger, telling me that my brother Tommy had died. Tom was very much estranged from the family and I was listed as his next of kin. How should I feel about this? I hadn’t seen him since he was 21 years old, 44 years ago. He lived a life of emotional pain, and spent time in prison. He died alone, a pauper, from a heart attack followed by a stroke. I’m sorry about his life and death. I feel sad that he made so many bad choices. I hope he’s resting in peace.
Finally (I hope) Lee’s older brother Arlan passed away yesterday, January 15. His death was not unexpected. He had a heart condition and had been on home hospice care for some time. His family was with him when he passed. He was 18 years older than Lee and they weren’t close until later years. Arlan was loved by family and friends.
I still have to care for the cremains of my brother, and we will be going through the funeral and grieving process for Lee’s brother. After that we’ll look forward to brighter days in 2016.
Christmas is over and I had an Amazon gift card burning a hole in my cyber pocket. I’ve been wanting to buy a rice cooker and I’ve read and heard that they can be used for lots more than cooking rice. So not only did I order a rice cooker, I also ordered a recipe book, full of recipes for this particular brand of rice cooker. The book says right on the front cover that the recipes are “tried and true”. What does “tried and true” mean to you? To me it means that every recipe in this book (hundreds of them) has been tested by the author or her agents. Am I wrong?
This morning Lee texted me from the barn and asked me to make hot cereal for breakfast. Our temps are in the single digits. I remembered when paging through the recipes in my new book I saw a couple of oatmeal recipes, so since I had some time before Lee finished chores I decided to try the one I found using steel cut oats.Oh my gosh! I put the ingredients into the rice cooker bowl and let ‘er rip. A few minutes later I heard a noise. It was the kind of noise that needs to be investigated quickly. Even though I was quick, I didn’t avoid THE MESS. The oatmeal was boiling over. It also boiled into. I managed to finish it by leaving the lid open. I ended up with a very small amount of oatmeal for us to eat, and a lot of oatmeal for me to clean up. It was all over the counter. It was running down the sides of the cooker. It had spilled into the heating area and burned there. It was under the lip of the lid. I blame the cookbook author. I followed her instructions to the letter.
I did google my predicament and I found that I’m not the only sucker trying to make oatmeal in a rice cooker and failing.
The whole “tried and true” phrase pulled me in and led me astray. The world is full of liars!
I’m going to stay with rice for a while. I’ve learned my lesson and I’m gun shy.
My Dad was career Navy. During his time in the Navy he saw wars and conflicts. He traveled around the world more than once. He helped raise children and assorted dogs. He loved to cook….grilling and Sunday breakfasts were his specialties. He attended college and enjoyed a second career as an attorney and law professor. He passed away in 2004. He is one of the service members we honor and memorialize today.
Sunday was a special day for me. One of my cousins was able to organize a family pot luck at Kailua Beach Park. What a beautiful beach!
I’m not sure how many Mahikoa family members attended, but it was a nice turnout. I’m going to guess 35-40 cousins and aunties and uncles were there.
I can’t even begin to describe the food. This was a pot luck on steroids! My nephew Rex brought his grill and his grilling expertise. He made 3 or 4 different kinds of grilled meat. My fave was the teriyaki pork. So ono!
There was plenty of Zippy’s macaroni salad, which was delicious. My cousin Nani made and brought kalua pork and it was mouth watering good. There were more wonderful dishes, and of course desserts. There was a Chantilly cake, and coco puffs ( a delicious cream puff filled with chocolate and topped with chantilly cream. My first , but hopefully not my last.
I especially enjoyed connecting with family members who I only know through Facebook. My cousin Butch is one of the kids I used to play with at Gramma’s house, but he didn’t remember that. I loved meeting Nani, who has a special place in my heart, and Butch’s wife Iris who along with Nani, helped me on my quest to find my family. She’s such a kind and lovely lady. Annette got the whole thing organized. Everyone was so much fun and I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed every one of them. I hope this isn’t the last time I’ll see Hawaii and all of these amazing people. I definately plan to keep in touch.
After we left the park, Butch and Iris met us at the cemetery to show us where our grandparents are buried.