The best recipes always seem to have a story behind them, and today, I have a funny one. It involves beef stroganoff, a purse and a bike ride.
Have you ever accidentally made enough food to feed a small army? Mind you, my family is not a small army. There’s just my husband and I, and our pooch (but dogs can’t eat soup). But there I was, with a slow cooker bubbling over with FOURTEEN CUPS of soup. Um, oops.
I think the problem stems from the fact that when I make soups, I don’t start out with any measurements in mind. I just throw stuff in, eyeballing it as I go, and at the end, realize how much the ingredients have really added up. I also have a very large slow cooker (in addition to a smaller crockpot). I normally use this large one for parties where I’m serving a big batch of chili or meatballs or something. But somehow, this soup got made in the large one, and now my freezer is full of this stuff. I was able to give some of it away, but we’ll still be eating it until mid-July probably!
Happy Friday! I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving. Let’s talk leftovers.
There’s probably just three camps of people when it comes to Thanksgiving leftovers: 1.) People who are content to keep eating complete leftover Thanksgiving dinners for a few days, 2.) People who try to turn all of their leftovers into sandwiches, and 3.) People who want to make their leftovers taste like something completely un-Thanksgiving-like.
I can’t stop. I won’t stop. No, I’m not trying to be Miley. I don’t want to get anywhere near Robin Thicke. I would rather make risotto out of grains than twerk. Once I realized that the risotto cooking method works for just about any grain, I haven’t been able to stop making grain risottos for dinner. I’ve conquered steel-cut oat risotto and I’ve gotten my stir on with farro and kale. The time had come to let my slow cooker do some of the work.
People assume that since I’m a food writer / photographer / blogger, I probably spend hours each day prepping that night’s dinner. Sometimes, that’s true. But rarely. The truth is, cooking is only a small part of my job! Some nights, Jeff and I end up re-heating something I’ve made earlier in the day.
Last weekend, I cooked chili in something that looks like a cross between a travel pillow and a cat bed. Oh, and I used apple cider as a substitute for some of the chicken broth in the chili. I know, all of it sounds weird. I promise it’ll make delicious sense in a minute. Read on to find out about my experience cooking with the WonderBag.