The Accidental Meatloaf
Posted on May 13, 2008 - Filed Under Food, I gots to have it, my opinions, recipe
It all started because there was a big sale on hamburger last week at the local grocery store. At $0.99 a pound I stocked up - since I’m a starving freelance writer and all… Anywhoo - I get it home and man, did I buy a lot and I started wondering what the heck I was going to do with all of it. A person can only eat so many lettuce wrapped hamburgers after all.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought I’d do some meatloaf. I’d make a lot and give some to Zelda who couldn’t cook her way out of a water boiling contest and maybe even roomie if he wasn’t a shit for a few days. So..it all settled nicely in my mind and I forgot about it.
Then one day the urge for meatloaf rang through my head on a particularly overcast and gloomy day. Love to cook when the weather is sad. So I pulled out a good chunk of hamburger to thaw in the morning. Well, bite me and slap me on the fanny when I was ready to make the darn stuff, I didn’t have the usual accroutements that I throw in there. In fact, I had precious little to make the meatloaf and I was in no mood to go to the store. So, I improvised - worst case scenario the dog would get some yummy treats and I’d have a couple of tablespoons of peanut butter for dinner.
To my utter shock and amazement, it turned out to be the best meatloaf I ever made and I make some awesome meatloaf. So… I share the recipe with you. Try it, you’ll love it.
1 big old hunk of ground beef
1 large egg
3 tablespoons of chopped cilantro
8 ounces of tomato sauce
4 tablespoons of 1/2 & 1/2 or blue cheese dressing if you’re out of cream
1 tablespoon of minced garlic
2 stalks finely minced celery
1/2 small minced brown onion
salt & pepper to taste
Mix all ingredients in a large bowl, using your hands - making sure all ingredients are thoroughly mixed. Form into a loaf and bake in a loaf pan (or whatever you normally use) in a 400 degree oven for 1.25 - 1.5 hours. Let rest for ten minutes before slicing.
I’m telling you folks, this is super yummy and I really regretted giving any of it away. In fact, I’m making another one right now.
Oooh and while we’re on the topic - I have great recipe for beet greens. Yup, that’s right beet greens. While it may be no suprise to some of you - I had no idea you could eat beet greens. I had grown some beets in my garden which I had pulled and made but had all the tops left. I happened to check to see if there was a recipe to make them and found a really super one.
Mess of beet greens, double cleaned, dried and torn into bite size pieces (including stems)
8 slices of bacon - the smokier the better
1/4 onion - chopped fine
1 tsp butter
2 TBS apple cider vinegar
2 TBS sugar (or splenda if you can’t have sugar)
Cook the bacon until it is 2/3 cooked, toss in chopped onion, if not enough bacon fat, add a little bit of butter, cook until onions are soft, slowly add in the greens, turning to wilt them - keep doing this until you’ve gotten all the greens in there and sauteed to a nice wilt with the leaves still a pretty bright green. Remove to a bowl. Add vinegar and sugar to the pan (turn off heat) and stir mixture into remaining juices in pan, once mixed, return the greens to pan and turn and toss until coated with the vinegar/sugar mixture. Serve immediately. Delish! Try it. BTW, the stems should be included as well, when cooked they have a wonderful beety flavor.
Okay, so this concludes our cooking class for today. 
WC
Is Nature Telling Us Something?
Posted on January 25, 2008 - Filed Under Food, Just For Fun, brain farts, nature
This was sent to me by my pal, Jenny. I found it really fascinating - it could very well be that nature does mimic the human body and connect to it more than we realize. WC
A sliced Carrot looks like the human eye. The pupil, iris and radiating lines look just like the human eye…and science shows that carrots greatly enhance blood flow to and function of the eyes.
A Tomato has four chambers and is red. The heart is red and has four chambers. All of the research shows tomatoes are indeed pure heart and blood food.
Grapes hang in a cluster that has the shape of the heart. Each grape looks like a blood cell and all of the research today shows that grapes are also profound heart and blood vitalizing food.
A Walnut looks like a little brain, a left and right hemisphere, upper cerebrums and lower cerebellums. Even the wrinkles or folds are on the nut just like the neo-cortex. We now know that walnuts help develop over 3 dozen neuron-transmitters for brain function.
Kidney Beans actually heal and help maintain kidney function and yes, they look exactly like the human kidneys.
Celery, Bok Choy, Rhubarb and more look just like bones. These foods specifically target bone strength. Bones are 23% sodium and these foods are 23% sodium. If you don’t have enough sodium in your diet the body pulls it from the bones, making them weak. These foods replenish the skeletal needs of the body.
Eggplant, Avocadoes and Pears target the health and function of the womb and cervix of the female - they look just like these organs. Today’s research shows that when a woman eats 1 avocado a week, it balances hormones, sheds unwanted birth weight and prevents cervical cancers. And how profound is this? …. It takes exactly 9 months to grow an avocado from blossom to ripened fruit. There are over 14,000 photolytic chemica l cons tituents of nutrition in each one of these foods (modern science has only studied and named about 141 of them).
Figs are full of seeds and hang in twos when they grow. Figs increase the motility of male sperm and increase the numbers of sperm as well, to overcome male sterility.
Sweet Potatoes look like the pancreas and actually balance the glycemic index of diabetics.
Olives assist the health and function of the ovaries.
Grapefruits, Oranges, and other Citrus fruits look just like the mammary glands of the female and actually assist the health of the breasts and the movement of lymph in and out of the breasts.
Onions look like body cells. Today’s research shows that onions help clear waste materials from all of the body cells They even produce tears which wash the epithelial layers of the eyes.
No wonder they are always on us to eat our fruits and veggies.
The Grilled Cheese Samich Challenge
Posted on September 29, 2007 - Filed Under Food, Humor, Just For Fun, brain farts, dining experience, i'm hungry, my opinions
Okay, so I’ve been bitching about not having anything to write about and one of my buddies, in response to this post, gave me the following assignment:
Yup, you are hoarding them, you are not fool’n me WC — I’ll give you a topic, “Butta” (butter)…
Grill cheese better made with margarine or real butta?
I want you to research, I want you to break out the skillet - I want you to conduct your own test kitchen. What kind of cheese? The Kraft squares that are wrapped individually, or the real cheddar? OR, Velveeta? That “cheese loaf” if you will.
I already have my opinion and I’ll weigh in if you take me up on this topic. This is my kind of topic. And what to serve the grilled cheese with? With soup? What kind is the best.
Should one dip the grilled cheese in ketsup?
You go to work girl! Let me know what you think!
And please don’t tell me you don’t eat grilled cheese sandwiches, cuz then I will believe that all of your brain cells have taken a great leap off of your head!
Oh, it’s 5a.m. and I have 3.5 hours to go here at work, can you tell I’m struggling? LOL
So, my dear, this one’s for you - WC
First of all, I reject the premise that I am hoarding brain cells, as evidenced by the fact that I am jumping at your grilled cheese challenge as fodder for a post. I mean, there is so much going on in the world and yet, I am writing about grilled cheese samiches. I admit that I do love grilled cheese samiches and really on a cool autumn day there is nothing better, I have to warn you, I am likely writing this post with both of my remaining brain cells tied behind my back.
Alrighty then - butter vs. margarine? Come on, there is no contest here. Aside from the fact that margarine is a tub of transfats, food coloring and will survive a nuclear holocaust along with the cockroaches and Ron Smith, the stuff has no taste and always smells like axle grease. So, yeah, absolutely we are going for 100% butter, calories and clogged arteries be damned.
What kind of cheese? Hmm, that is determined by my mood and whatever I happen to have in the fridge. Never ever, would I even think of using cheese product made from the same stuff as the margarine. And while Velveta may have great glue-like qualities, I am making a sandwich, not building a brick wall, so I’ll pass on that bizarre invention. Nope, it has to be real cheese. I like the Trader Joe’s three cheese shredded blend - which is cheddar, jack and mozzarella. Also, Kraft puts out a four cheese shredded blend of Mexican cheeses. I like the shredded cheeses because of the even melting properties and the blend gives it some zip. If I don’t happen to have either of those on hand I will mix up whatever I do have, usually provolone & cheddar or jack & cheddar, or colby & swiss. I’m not really a one cheese grilled cheese person - I find that blending at least two different cheeses gives it some zip and hits mulitple taste buds.
My bread of choice is Ezekial Sesame seed sprouted grain or Food for Life’s 9 sprouted grain bread. It is heavier and beefier than regular breads, has a better glycemic index, more fibert and just tastes better to me. Though when I was younger and much thinner I was completely addicted to any type of really good sourdough bread. Yummy.
So, to recap, we slather our sprouted grain bread with real butter and put both slices, butter side down in a hot, non-stick skillet - then we sprinkle generous amounts of shredded cheeses on both slices. We watch and wait for the cheese to become melty and we slap one slice on top of the other. We smash down with a spatula on the now, married slices so as to get any air out and to squish together the melty cheese. We flip once, smash down one more time, wait 30 seconds and slip that puppy onto a nice pretty dish.
As to accroutements???? Hmmm, again it depends on my mood. I may just go for the samich straight, no beverage, no pickles, no anything and afterwards wash everything down with a diet coke. Or, if I am pretending to actually make the samich a meal I have to go with Campbell’s tomato soup. Yep, I know it’s a little boring and has been around since World War II, but some things just never go out of style. But I like to doctor up this classic with just a little cream and 1/2 cup of sweet corn. I use about 1/2 the amount of water suggested, about 3 tbs of 1/2&1/2 and cook it through til it’s just shy of piping hot. I’m not much of a dipper but you could dip the samich in the soup and I think it would be a delightful taste sensation. Ketchup? Hell no, we don’t need no stinking ketchup or barbecue sauce or ranch dressing or honey mustard. A damn fine grilled cheese samich needs nothing if it’s done right.
So, there you have it, Bella, my take on grilled cheese samiches. Hope I didn’t disappoint.
WC
Mystery Melon Theatre
Posted on July 22, 2007 - Filed Under Feedback, Food, Just For Fun, WTF?, adventure, my opinions, nature, possibilities, really cool shit
Okay, so I think I have a handle on the type of melon I’m growing now. I’m pretty sure it’s a cantaloupe. In the last couple of days it’s developed netting over the skin and it sure does look like a cantaloupe.
It’s about 3.5 inches in diameter and it’s heavy - can’t really say how much it weighs maybe 2-3 lbs? I post the pictures for your perusal and theories. Wow, isn’t this exciting?
On the second shot you can almost see the second melon - just below and to the left that is also rapidly growing into an adult melon. Cripes, wouldn’t it be funny if it was just a mutant cucumber or something?
I’ve cut the foilage back an awful lot (maybe too much) and I’m a little worried that it will wither and die because I shouldn’t do that but I can’t let it take over the whole garden, so I’m taking my chances. I’ve also trained it to start climbing the bungee cords that are attached to the wall, so maybe I’ll get a sort of lantern effect with little melon globes climbing upwards. Though I don’t know…do melons get traumatized if they can’t lay on the ground and they are swinging from a bungee cord in mid-air instead? Crap I may have to pay for therapy for these puppies.
Again this thing is growing in leaps and bounds, it has just about doubled in size since last week, so it could be a VW Bug by next week. And yeah, I’ve kept the vines away from my window, lest it creep into my bedroom whilst I sleep.
WC
Mystery Plant
Posted on July 15, 2007 - Filed Under Food, Random Thoughts, WTF?, adventure, brain farts, i dunno, nature, possibilities
As some of you may know, I’m an avid gardener. Not the Martha Stewart type though, who knows all the latin names for things and the special soil and fertilizer amendments - I garden by the seat of my pants. It’s an organic thing, if you will - I do what feels right and often I yield good results.
This year, my garden has been incredible, the weather has been perfect and the bugs and birds are barely bothering the plants at all. In fact, I’ve only lost two plants which is really amazing.
I’ve planted tomatoes of several varieties, summer squash, onions, bell peppers, lettuce, cucumbers, turnips, radishes and even a spontaneous string bean plant came up out of nowhere.
Then there is this plant. It started out as a little seedling and it looked so cute, I thought what the heck, I’ll let it grow and see what happens. The above is what happened. It looked an awful lot like my cucumber plants so I assumed that it was a cucumber plant and let it be. You can never have too many cucumbers in my mind.
About a week ago, I noticed this:
And I knew it wasn’t no stinking cucumber. Over the last several days this mystery fruit/vegetable has continued to grow into:
and
and
I’ve actually come to believe that I am growing watermelons. Or some kind of melon. But I can’t for the life of me explain it. I never planted any watermelon and I never had any watermelon seeds, yet, the fruit on this baby grows by leaps and bounds each day - the largest one is a bit bigger than a softball as of today - and looking more and more like a watermelon.
Anybody out there care to hazard a guess? I’m dying to know what I’m growing and I simply cannot be sure. So, feel free to lob your guesses my way. The winner may end up with a fedexed melon in a few weeks.
WC
Dear Boodie…
Posted on June 22, 2007 - Filed Under Fat Ass, Food, Humor, Just For Fun, WTF?, brain farts, cool cats, motivation, my opinions, really stupid shit
(This is a very special letter to my cat - my love, my joy, my giant-hernia-producing-pain-in-the-butt, cat.)
Dear Boodie,
I saved you from sure extermination. That day I first saw you with your big red eye (that had been injured when a nail somehow got in there) and so tiny I could fit you in my hand. You stole my heart with your aloof and feral ways. I had to take you home and make you my own.
At first you were shy and would wait until I was half conscious on the couch before you would venture out and crawl up on my chest, where you would sleep, issuing forth your little snore. Fur soft as silk - a funny face with yellow eyes that said ‘I have no brain cells’ I quickly came to love you.
We had many adventures, and you learned how to be a dog from the old girl - who we finally had to put asleep. But we fared well for that year when it was just you and me. Then came the puppy, who you in the tradition of our family, taught to be a cat. To jump up on counters and perch on the back of sofas and chairs. To prefer eating from your cat box, rather than her dish. Oh sure, there was sibling rivalry but secretly, I knew you loved each other. As evidenced by the good morning kiss you give each other every morning. Followed by a barking and yeowling tussle.
But much as I love you my dear, overweight, obese and funny cat there are a few things we need to get straight:
1. When my eyelashes flutter at 4 a.m. I am not awake and getting ready to feed you, I am dreaming.
2. When the first fingers of sunlight filter through our guazy curtains, it is not time to feed you.
3. When I get up in the middle of the night to pee, it is not midnight snack time.
4. When I come home from work and I turn on my computer, it is not dinner time.
5. When I move, it is not feeding time.
6. When I speak, it is not lunch time.
7. When I turn on the shower it is not time to feed you.
8. Are you sensing a pattern here?
I know that you don’t like Roomie’s cats and therefore you refuse to leave our room, with all your hiding places and the doggie to protect you from the evil ones. But seriously, you need to go to Jenny Craig’s. You need to get a full length mirror and look, really look at yourself. It is time for some real tough love here. You are FAT. Yes, you are. You are F.A.T. fat. You must brave the great outdoors and chase some mice or lizards or spiders or whatever it is you like to chase. You must go out and kick some Roomie Cat butt and make a space for yourself in the yard, with it’s big trees and green grass and several patio chairs just right for napping in the sun.
You must, my cat, come to know that there is more to life than food.
Love,
Mom
Finger Lickin’ Good!
Posted on June 10, 2007 - Filed Under Food, Just For Fun, adventure, candidates, dining experience, favorites, i'm hungry, meme, my opinions, perfect evenings, time to eat!
Michael of Smoke & Mirrors has tagged me on a food meme. Imagine that, me and food - who’d a thunk? The deal is that I am supposed to list five of my fav eateries here in my neck of the woods, then I tag five more bloggers to do the same. So here goes:
Pink’s Hotdogs: Pink’s has been around forever in a day. Once you see the place, you definitely envision starlets and wannabe’s of the 1930’s & 1940’s standing around eating their dogs and sipping their creme soda. It’s clearly a Hollywood favorite, as evidenced by all the signed 8×10 glossies of Hollywood luminaries, that cover the walls inside the tiny dining area. But oh, my, God…they have the best chili dogs on the planet. And there is nothing quite so fun as running down there at midnight to stand on line to get a couple of these greasy, ooey, gooey, chili, onions,cheese dogs. 100% kosher beef dogs, on perfect squishy white buns, served by zophtic maidens. Get a Dr. Bonner’s Creme Soda to go with and you are set.
Barney’s: Barney’s is a fixture in Pasadena’s Old Town and has been there for quite a while. It’s a morph of an old-time saloon and a yuppie cafe. The food is good, hearty and reasonably priced, especially for its locale. My all time favorite dish is their toast-taco-salad. An enormous dish of fresh greens, topped with taco meat, shredded cheese, onions, sour creme and freshly made corn chips. Enough to feed three people unless you’re feeling really piggy. It’s served with a boatload of fresh salsa and vinegarette. Their potato salad is perfect. Burgers, great. Also have a mean kielbasa samich served with sourkraut on a big bakery bun. Have it with a diet coke, coffee or any one of the millions of brands of beers they serve. Afterwards, go for a stroll through Old Town, look in the shops, stop at the movies or just mill with the rest of the crowd.
Al Read’s: Al Read’s is a little hole in the wall place a mere 1/4 mile from my house. It sits on a corner across from a liquor store and a grocery store. Nothing remarkable about the little white building it is housed in but wait til you go inside. The decor is early 1970’s with white walls and red vinyl booths. To your right a tiny bar that is always rocking and to your left the dining room. You slide into one of the booths, and are given a giant red menu to peruse. Steak, seafood and ribs. Man oh man, the ribs. The sauce is to die for and I’ve yet to wheedle the recipe out of any of them. My two favorite dishes: Fried clams - can’t get enough of them. And the prime rib - unbelievably huge (covers most of the plate) served with twice baked potatoes and hot cheesebread - for under $20. A-yup, that’s what I said. You can go in your sweats or your fancy duds, makes no difference to them. The food is to die for and the service is friendly, casual and you never feel like they are just waiting for you to leave. It’s like going to your Aunt Edna’s for dinner but the service is better and so is the food.
Da Franco’s: Da Franco’s is the classic neighborhood Italian restaurant. I don’t know about you, but when I was a kid there were always the family style neighborhood Eye-talian places that we would go to and gorge until we couldn’t move - and still have tons of leftovers to take home. That’s this place. Alfredo that is light, creamy, perfect. Marinara, home-made and garden fresh. They also have this chicken dish that is layer with cheese, ham and eggplant that is amazing and in ‘pink sauce’ - no idea what that is, but it melts in your mouth. Again, another casual, easy going place that serves the hell out of you. Oh and the cannolis can’t be beat. One other thing that I love, is that they serve you a basket of fresh soft bread sticks with marinara on the side, the minute your fanny hits the seat.
The Elephant Bar: The Elephant Bar is a cool kind of yuppy place in the heart of Burbank. The walls are painted in leopard print and zebra stripes, the waiters and waitresses likely all actors and actresses looking for their big break. They have a nice patio that faces the mountains and you can sip your iced tea or passion fruit iced tea as you watch the sun go down. Don’t worry about getting cold because they have those great big patio heaters that they will light on request. Everything on the menu is delicious. Everything. And the chef will alter dishes to your specs if you’re on a diet or want to swap one item out for another. They have everything from fried calamari, chinese chicken salad to pot roast. The portions are huge, you will be taking home leftovers. My favorite dish is the pot roast. Fork tender, in a perfect brown sauce that just melts in your mouth. Make sure to top it off with a huge slab of Chocolate Blackout Cake. And then call the paramedics, because you’ll have passed out by then.
And any time y’all want to come out to sunny California, I’d be pleased as punch to take you to any of these places.
Okay, that’s my five. Now, on with the tags…who shall it be??????
Jess
Christine
Ham
Puddlehead
MsCrankypants
I Love Me Some Thin Mints! Don’t You?
Posted on March 3, 2007 - Filed Under Current Events, Dear Readers..., Deep thoughts, Diet, Family, Fat Ass, Food, I gots to have it, ab fab costumes, acts of valor, adventure, american idol, classics, dining experience, favorites, friends, good wishes, honor, joy of creating, kindred, loving it!, my opinions, our troops, really cool shit, support our troops, that's class, time to eat!, tribute
I don’t know about you but every year right about this time I start to get a little excited. Not because Spring is right around the corner or because a cute guy has moved in to the house across the street but because the cookies of all cookies are about to go on sale.
Yep - I am a girl scout cookie junkie. I just can’t help myself. If there is even one thin mint within a 20 mile radius I can smell it, hunt it down and take it for my own. Since I don’t even smoke any more I figure I am entitled to just this one little obsession.
Also too there is just something sweet and nostailgic about them. They have been around since I can remember and I can remember pretty far back. Always somewhere around spring break you would start to see little cardboard table and folding chair sales stands cropping up - in front of super markets, laundramats, banks and even street corners in some suburban neighborhoods. Naturally when I was a kid I knew many of the salesgirls now, not so much.
However, I do have one little friend who is probably one of my favorite cookie sellers: 
Let’s call her Cookie-Girl - she does a bang up job, according to her mom and troop mama. But I mean who has to be told, check out that stand, nice display, clean, neat with lots of variety but no clutter. Poifect.
What many of you may not know is that there is a whole lot more to selling girl scout cookies than meets the eye. In the words of my favorite Girl Scout Mama:
Cookie sales gets so much negative crap that people don’t see the good it does. On the money side, it funds the whole Girl Scout program and it helps troops earn money for their activities. (camping, horseback riding, community service projects [one troop paid their way to Build A Bear to stuff and dress bears then donated them to the Fire Department to give to kids that needed them])
On the “Where Girls Grow Strong” side of it (a Girl Scout saying) cookie sales gives girls a chance to learn so much in a safe environment. Sales, money handling, responsibility, people skills, persistence, goal setting, etc. When it’s all over, they have such a sense of achievement! You can see the change in them. They’ve grown!
Also, especially in recent years, there are many troops who are selling cookies in order to send them to the troops. The way it works is this: you buy a box of cookies and instead of taking them home and eating them and making your thighs and butt even bigger, you tell the troop to go ahead and send them to the troops overseas. In addition to this, the kids take a lot of the money they make and send additional cookies to the troops. For example there is a relatively well known program called Operation Cookie Drop, which is a program started by Girls Scouts who managed to send bagillions of cookies to our young men and women in Iraq and gave them a taste of home.
If you see a local troop selling in your area, ask them what their ’cause’ or program is that they are selling for - I’m sure you’ll discover that they are not in it for a beach chair or so they can all go to Chuck E. Cheeese for a weekend. They are going to do something special with the money for someone who needs it, senior citizen homes, the troops overseas, underprivilidged children and so forth.
So the next time you see that little cardboard table and chairs set up, don’t hide your face and mumble something about being on a diet. Chat with the girls and find out what they intend to do with their proceeds. And don’t be so darn stingy, give them a five-spot and tell them to give a box of cookies to their favorite shut in, kid stuck in a hospital, or a kid in a uniform overseas and far far away from home.
If you want to know when the cookies are going on sale in your area you can go here - type in your zip code and councils in your area should come up, with their schedules of sales.
Heck there is even a myspace girlscout page here.
So for pete’s sake, get some Thin Mints, Tagalongs, Samoas, Trefoils or even som DoSiDos and know that you are likely contributing to something worthy and worthwhile. Heck if you are really worried about your diet they even sell some fudgy sugar free numbers AND all the cookies have Zero trans fats. So let’s not sweat the small stuff, otay.
For pictures, descriptions and nutritional information about the cookies go here
Also, if you just want to help and contribute to a troop who is sending cookies to the troops, I personally know of such a troop and I’d be happy to hook you up with them. If so, feel free to email me.
Okay, let’s get our fat asses down there and be loading up on the damn finest cookies ever made in America. Sound good?
WC
Twinkies, Anyone?
Posted on February 11, 2007 - Filed Under Dear Readers..., Diet, Food, Humor, I gots to have it, Just For Fun, Life, WTF?, adventure, classics, dining experience, i'm hungry, joy of creating, laughs, loving it!, my fat ass, my opinions, nostalgia, possibilities, really stupid shit, recipe, time to eat!
When I was a kid, I loved Twinkies. In fact, I still do. There is no other highly processed, prepackaged lump of sugar and starch that I love more. In fact, as processed, prepackaged lumps of sugar and starch go, Hostess just can’t be beaten. They are the king of the heap in this department.
Now as time wore on, after my childhood Twinkies became evil things - things that would make you kill another human being, for example. Hence the Twinkie Defense. Of course it could only have happened in California and San Francisco, as the rest of the world just isn’t that stupid.
Also the word Twinkie is sometimes used as a term to objectify women who are overly sexual and not too bright. Like we need another one of those.
But despite all the abuse the poor Twinkie has gotten over the years, it is still one of America’s favorite junk foods. So imagine my awe and surprise when I discovered that there are many things one can do with a Twinkie to make really cool deserts. There is actually a twinkie desert recipe page. Can you believe it? Below is my favorite recipe - but you can find many more here .
So enjoy your weekend and make a delicious Twinkie desert for your family which you can enjoy while watching a Sunday night video. Cheers!
Twinkie-misu
By Larry Coons
Items Needed:
Box Hostess Twinkies
1/2 cup strong coffee, cooled & sweetened
1/4 cup Kahlua (optional)
1/2 gallon coffee or coffee & chocolate ice cream
Chocolate shavings or sprinkles
DIRECTIONS: Slice Twinkies in half lengthwise. Spray 9 x 5 loaf pan with cooking spray. Put five Twinkie halves, cream side up, side by side in pan. Mix coffee and Kahlua (optional); with pastry brush, apply liberally to cut side of Twinkies. Spoon about a 1/2 inch layer of softened ice cream over Twinkies. Repeat until you have used enough Twinkies & ice cream to fill the loaf pan. Cover tightly with foil and freeze several hours or overnight. This can be served from the pan in slices or unmolded, garnished with the chocolate and served. Serves about 10.
Ole! Soup, Anyone?
Posted on January 17, 2007 - Filed Under Food, I gots to have it, Just For Fun, Life, Soup, adventure, dining experience, favorites, i'm hungry, joy of creating, possibilities, recipe, time to eat!
(HT to Gerry for this recipe - rumor has it that it is yummy and comes from his sister. WC )
TACO SOUP
1 pound ground beef
1 onion, chopped
1 package ranch-style dressing mix
1 package taco seasoning mix
1 cup water
2 14.5-ounce cans diced tomatoes with green chilies
2 15-ounce cans pinto beans
1 15-ounce can black beans
1 15-ounce can cream-style corn
Brown beef with onions in a medium-size soup pot. Drain excess grease. Add remaining ingredients and simmer for 20 minutes before serving.
Garnish with fresh chopped cilantro.
I’d add that you could serve it with fresh taco chips or TJ’s blue corn tortilla chips, a crisp green salad and a nice cold Dos Equis. Oh yeah!
