Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Raq, if you have a ton of zucchini you can make zucchini soup:
A bunch of zucchini
A few large tomatoes
A large onion or two
Some potatoes
olive oil
fresh basil
1/4 cup water
I'm sorry I don't have more accurate ammounts... if I use four good sized zucchini (or one of the caveman club ones) I'll use three good sized tomatos and one big onion and one big potato
drizzle oil in pan, chop up veggies and add, pour in 1/4 cup water, set on low heat for long time. the water is there to keep the bottom of the pan from burnng until the veggies start to melt -- their juice makes the broth
at the end, stir in the handful of chopped basil for the last minute of cooking. serve with bread and grated parmisian.
the stuff is heavenly. it is somehow far more than the sum of its parts. if you want to make a batch to freeze, leave out the potatos and add them when you thaw the soup or they'll get grainy.
mmmmm -- best solution for when the neighbors have too much zucchini and tomatoes
They add that fresh Okra is a whole dimension beyond frozen - that if I've only eaten frozen I've never really tasted Okra. True? Worth a one hour drive?
I'd say it's worth it if you really, really like okra. I like it well enough, but have only cooked it myself a couple of times, though I have had it frozen, fresh, and otherwise. I wouldn't make the drive for okra alone, but I would make that drive for good fresh white asparagus, so.
It's probably NOT worth it if you're breading-and-frying it. The frying process removes enough of the flavor that the difference will probably be too subtle to be worth that much effort. Boiled, though, or stir-fried, totally.
Mmm, sounds good, and bookmarked. The zucchini here are tiny, about the size of those pickles you get at a ballgame. But they are pretty tasty. The landlord (who bequeathed them onto us) suggested I bread and fry the flowers also, but that doesn't sound appealing.
Also, my basil gave up the ghost. But I should be able to find fresh basil at the market.
I swear, one of these mornings I'm going to put formula in my coffee instead of cream.
I swear, one of these mornings I'm going to put formula in my coffee instead of cream.
I've threatened to use the excess expressed breast milk for similar things, as it makes me so very sad to see it going to waste.
This may explain why I didn't get an ice cream maker for my birthday.
thank goddess I read this thread. otherwise I would have forgotten to take 4 out of my 10 does of medication. ptuii.
and I would like fried zuccinni, but some time when I have had less fun and less wine.
Dh needs me to head to bed now...
I've threatened to use the excess expressed breast milk for similar things, as it makes me so very sad to see it going to waste.
This may explain why I didn't get an ice cream maker for my birthday.
HA!
Eddie? Hi. Are you new here, or am I just skippity-skipping through life, Bitches and everything?
creepy-stranger-internet-guy-visiting thing
That worked out pretty well for me. Ask DCJensen. Whose name I just accidentally typoed with an 'o' in the last syllable, which seriously irritates him when other people do that. (Maybe it's not the typo but the ignorance involved in thinking that's the way it should be spelled.)
As the cats conned him into feeding them again just before 10pm last night, I am refusing to feed them early in the morning. They can eat breakfast later. Unfortunately, I can't sleep while they beg for food.
Eddie's been here for a bit (and in the space-time continuum).
I've got Trudy's zucchini soup simmering away on the stove right now (AIFG). And I was thinking, we should put together a Buffista cookbook. We could sell copies and give the proceeds to me the cost of running the board.
Ooooh, food, yum. Yeah, a cookbook would be great. I got stuff I could contribute. Maybe. I'm not sure how reciped up I could make 'em, as my method of seasoning any given dish involves opening up all the jars of spices and dumping in a bunch of any that smell good to me that day.