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Ham and Spring Vegetable Soup (a.k.a. Hot Ham Water)

Happy Day 3 of Arrested Development Week!  Only 6 days to go, and you, my little chicken dancers, must be hungry.  And that’s what this is for.  A solid springtime meal for a solid springtime Monday.

You may be in a sweets coma, after all–did you see these insane frozen bananas that Elizabeth at SugarHero made for you/us?    They put the Bluths’ bananas to shame, but we all know the Bluths are only in it for the money.  This is frozen bananas, with love (i.e. sprinkles).

So, to help you recover, we’re making soup.  In honor of Lindsay Bluth Funke, born Nellie Sitwell: charity event-thrower, cause taker-upper (HOOP, anyone?), shopper, unsuccessful business launcher, hands-off mother (to someone who just happens to be one of the coolest characters in television–so “Maeby” there’s something to the Funkes’ parenting style; I’m just saying).

(Yes, if I had children, it’s possible I would gather parenting insights from sitcoms.  Let’s all be grateful that I do not.)

(photo from http://fashionandhistrionics.blogspot.com/)

Lindsay is by no means domestic, but when she tries, you get a big spoonful of Hot Ham Water.  It’s a fine idea–and revolutionary, to boot–but I’m thinking Hot Ham and Vegetable Water would be even better.

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French Onion Soup

Pop quiz!  You know what’s wack?

Right now, it’s 37 degrees in Juneau.  Here? 19.  I don’t know what is going on, but my guess is that Alaska is some kind of witch.  I’m onto you, Alaska.  If I weren’t so busy staying very still under this pile of blankets, I’d getcha good.

Yeah…  It’s cold.  Really cold.

In other news, I am such a big baby.  What’s wack in YOUR world?  I want to know, because complaining about the weather is majorly boring and I’m being majorly boring.  So, tell me.  We can all be in this together…  And then we should eat soup.

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Vegan Posole

Guess who spent basically the entirety of last Friday watching prison gang documentaries and knitting?  Yeah…  Let’s consider that my tribute to Martha.  (Hey girl!)

It was the kind of day that makes the next one super productive.  FUN productive.

I’m talking long hikes in crisp late-fall… crispness, and a big pot of something warm, red and wholesome for when we’re done.  And if it happens to be vegan, well, how’s that for clean living?  Bacon jam, cinnamon-maple ice cream, cheesy fruity waffles and boozy milkshakes will still be there tomorrow.  Today is all about eating plants, leaving no trace, being one with nature, and maybe I should be a better person and not make jokes at M-Stew’s expense even though I have a feeling she’d be a good sport?  I don’t know, you guys.  Let’s eat.

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Tom Ka Gai (Laotian Style)

So, I don’t think I’ve ever waffled quite as much about the title of a dish for a blog post.  I have never been to Laos.  I don’t know anyone from Laos.  I don’t think I even know anyone who’s been to Laos.

All I’m basing this on is that I read somewhere, at some point, that in Lao cuisine, dill and mint are used much like cilantro is in its more famous culinary neighbor, Thai.  Needless to say, I was intrigued–I love cilantro, but I really love dill and mint.

The internet was uncharacteristically unhelpful when I began to wonder if I could attempt a Laotian take on Tom Ka Gai, a Thai chicken and coconut milk soup that happens to be a favorite of mine.  Turns out, there aren’t many resources on Lao cooking out there, and therefore, I feel like I can’t be faulted if this is wrong or inauthentic or, you know, stupid.

But in that case, I preemptively ask anyone who comes out of the woodwork to yell at me: where were you, and why aren’t you on the internet teachin’ kids how to cook good and do other stuff good too?

Hmm?  Derek wants to know.

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Succotash Chowder

Who has two thumbs and seems to get the most unfortunate colds midsummer?  This hot lukewarm mess, right here.  Hi.  Lately, I seem to breeze through winters with barely a sniffle, and when I do find myself lying in bed and confessing to the bottle of OJ I’m snuggling that I want to die, it just happens to be July.

The bright side of this particular bout of The Ickies was discovering that I may be psychic, as I made soup right before it hit me.  Soup in July–I know.  But: it’s corn.  Quintessential summer food, from the farmers’ market.  You don’t even have to get yourself sick to enjoy it, but if you do, add enough hot sauce to choke a (small to medium) black bear.  It’ll make you feel alive again.

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Marcella Hazan’s Minestrone alla Romagnola

If you’re not hopelessly nerdy like me, you probably won’t like this post and I’m totally sorry.  There is a fantastic (not bragging, because it’s not mine!) recipe for minestrone soup if you scroll down.

So, it goes like this: When I was juuust starting to cook as a thing–a hobby–I picked up Marcella Hazan’s Essentials of Classic Italian Cooking and started to read it as if it were a novel.  It’s a serious book for serious Italian cuisine, and soon enough, I came across this: “The least acceptable method of preparing garlic is squeezing it through a press.”

Uh oh.  I totally had (and used) a garlic press.

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