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Taco soup = pretty delicious.
I combined a couple recipes to make it. One for a tortilla soup and one for a chicken taco soup, and it turned out nice, containing:
One can each:
1 c. black beans/pinto beans mixed (approx.)
3 cloves garlic, minced (no granulated garlic yet - I actually bought some, "garlic powder" that was, well, garlic powder. Literally powder. I'm afraid to use it in much of anything and since garlic practically comes out everyone's ears -- or out their pores, at least -- I just use the fresh stuff mostly)
One quarter of a yellow onion I had in the fridge
1/2 a chicken cooked for stock and picked clean
1 teaspoon each:
a bunch of chili powder (yay, mom!), maybe 2-3 tablespoons
a bunch of cumin (I'd never realized that cumin is what makes tacos smell like tacos and it's what makes them TASTE like tacos, too, it's delicious!)
and probably other stuff I forgot.
We topped it with cheese, sour cream and crunched up tortilla chips, a delicacy that is neither difficult to find, nor very delicate. The things are as tough as beef jerky and I don't know who that Indian is on the bag, but what's a Native American doing on my tortilla chips?
I think the main problem is that you'll find tortilla chips at every grocery store (for nearly 6,000W), but I could swear not a single Korean has a clue what to do with them. Must be just for us.
But if they are just for us... why doesn't anybody ask us which kind we like?
Democratic country.... psh. I don't think so!
In other news.
MY PIE GREW! It was like the miracle of the previous miraculous pie dough was visited upon my chicken pot pie dough!
Only, when your pie crust grows -- and I mean literally, GROWS -- it's less exciting and more frustrating! Although, maybe that's only true of me, the ever visual cook, who likes everything to look pretty as well as taste good.
I even cut hearts out in it! Trust me, this pie was freakin' cute before the miracle of the dud dough was visited upon its tender flesh.
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As you can see, it is swollen, lumpy, and shapeless.
However..... did it taste delicious!!
It was SO yummy and SO flaky and delicious! Sort of like eating a pot pie made of filo dough or.. or like a croissant filled with pot pie.
Aaron got real sick this week and came home with Ben one night to borrow some of our Nyquil (correction: Fake-quil from Wal-Mart) and I sent him home with a piece of chicken pot pie.
The next day, I went into Ewha to shadow his classes and the first thing he said was, "That pot pie was DELICIOUS."
The next thing that was said was from Brian, who shouted. And then was very angry the rest of the day that he had not also received pie.
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I told him he'd have to get sick first.
He said he had been sick just the week before.
I said he hadn't come to my door looking sad and pathetic.
He said he had to go back to America and then he left.
And now he's in Portland and we're ALL jealous and it's like he did it JUST because I didn't give him any pot pie!
And I guess he didn't.
But it's like he did.
That is the middle and I didn't realize that all a chicken pot pie is made up of is crust, chicken, vegetables and chicken gravy. They're SO easy to make!
And with all the chicken stock I cooked up, I will have many more opportunities.
On allrecipes.com (which is a nice website but has been infiltrated with a lot of, "easy" and "modern" cooking that's sometimes irritating), all the pot pie recipes called for 'cream of' soups (cream of chicken, cream of mushroom). I knew people made pot pies before cream ofs came in cans, so I kept looking for the real thing, and finally found it.
Chicken gravy is ridiculously fast and easy, too. Practically as fast and easy as opening a can. So, it was worth it.
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Beyond chicken pot pie -- hard, I know, who wants to move beyond a MIRACULOUS (some would even saying HEALING) chicken pot pie? -- we have knitting.
Almost as exciting.
These are Ben's new socks.
They were knit with GOLF Print, another Italian brand from.. Filatura di Grignasco. It's 70% virgin wool (I don't understand what the "virgin" is for except maybe that it comes from sheep who've been shorn for the first time?), 30% acrylic (not virgin).
It was fine to work with, I guess. Although, last week, at our new favorite Starbucks, I got really excited about turning the heel of the second sock and -- somewhat hyped up on half a grande caramel macchiato (a drink I never drank until I quit Sbux) -- my hands got real sweaty and the yarn got a little squeaky with acrylic which was gross. I hate, hate, hate squeaky yarn. I'm hope that they won't be too sweaty, but it's the only sock-ish yarn I've come across here at all, so I compromised all my values. An action I may later be struck down for by the mighty hand of.. natural consequence?
Also knitting the following:
A wrap inspired by THIS one. There's a better picture of it at Ravelry, which is the one I chose my cables based upon, but you can't get into Ravelry without an account, which is cumbersome and on and on. Basically, I saw the scarf and then I found some similar cables and just, you know, cast on, knitted five inches, ripped the whole thing out, started over and now I'm to.. maybe six inches again? Maybe 7. I'm happy with it this time. I like the actual pattern's small cable better than the one I was able to scrounge up off the internet, but mine is okay, too and it's the actual scarf I like, so in the end it's all the same.
The dishcloth is my poor man's project.
Is that string, you ask?
Why, yes, it is.
At Good Morning Mart, right next to the counter, there are these hanks of white string. Since the very first time I saw them I have been thinking to myself that I wanted to knit something out that string.
I am not sure what it's meant for. My first guess was just for trussing poultry, but they don't have ovens here, really, and don't eat much meat either, especially chicken which is very expensive. So, I think it might be for threading (the thing where they pluck your eyebrows with twisted thread -- so confusing). It's right next to a bunch of other hygiene-type products.
Today we are poor enough that I bought the string (1,700W for a ton of it!), and, back at our new favorite Starbucks (where they served us simply terrible drinks! maybe next time...), I pulled it all apart, discovered it was two hanks looped into one, and wound one hank into a ball. A task that took ages.
The string is TINY. And when I say TINY in caps, what I really mean is tiny in tiny letters, but we don't have tiny letters.
I'm holding it double for better weight and knitting it on size 1 needles, which are pretty small, but it's turning out really nice. I like the more delicate texture and weight of the dishcloth as opposed to one knit out of the regular dishcloth, worsted weight cotton. It just feels so, you know, delicate.
And that's it. We need to watch Northern Exposure (our new faaave show -- well, mine anyway!) and probably go to sleep or something equally as LAME and unexciting.
WE MISS YOU!