Men avert your eyes. This is my 2nd rendition of TMI.
Dinner is... some one pan thing I made with my brain half closed.
I mean my eyes...Brown rice, garlic, onion, chicken stock, spinach, broccoli, chicken,
tomatoes, butter, asparagus, and salt all tossed in a baking dish- lid
on, 375F for....who knows?
My first suggestion to make this recipe is to drink the largest glass of wine your liver can currently handle. Next, would be to disregard any sense of accurate measurements and ignore reading labels of your spice jars. Lastly, imbue yourself with a deep feeling of not giving a f*ck. After that last suggestion it's hard to go wrong because if it does, who cares? 1/2 the wanton wrappers fell on the floor? Well I'll just pick up the ones at the top...
Oh shiz..I'm sobering up. Wait...
Ahh. That's better.
These aren't like apple pie. Or tarts. Or empanadas. These are a nutmeg bomb. I didn't look at the labels and used nutmeg instead of pumpkin pie spice. I thought if I used cinnamon extract it would balance the flavors better. I was wrong. It still tastes like nutmeg but now with more extract added to the vanilla there's an overpowering alcohol taste...or is that my tongue? 375F was too high so the edges ended up crisping up before the rest of them did.
Yet I'm still eating them. Is it the sugar? Is it the alcohol? Are they actually good? Who cares!
F you F you F you, you're cool! F you I'm out
Soups seem to be a popular meal in our house right now because they're pretty fast and easy to make. With all that's been going on and since we'll be moving to a new house soon you can assume to see much more of them. In fact I think we'll be making chicken papaya with kalamungay soon.
This tastes mostly of the leeks and potatoes with a hint of radishes. Radishes are a good source of iron, calcium, and vitamin C. And here's something awesome I just learned- they produce a compound called Indole-3-Carbinal (I3C), which helps detoxify your body and helps prevent cancers. I see myself making this soup often.
Back to cooking again, albeit very simple stuff. Still tired. Still healing. This has been one of the longest months of my life. So right now we all need a spoonful of sugar.
Originally I was going to make my Mom's cinnamon buns but then my box of almond paste kept staring at me from the kitchen counter. So I modified the recipe a bit to make something a bit different, sticky honey cinnamon buns with marzipan. They were gone in an hour. Siah said I had to make them for the next family dinner gathering which means they are good.
Anyone can make these. The honey can make things a bit messy but it's not hard to clean up. You definitely need to make sure that the crescent rolls are cold to make them easier to work with. There was a bit of cinnamon honey mix leftover which is no big deal because it nice to have around to smother things in.
