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The Boy Who Cried Woof

26 Monday Oct 2009

Posted by Janell in Life at Home

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Books, Cooking, Dog Tales, Everyday Life, Rather Sweet Bakery, Rocket Rolls

Our poodle boy Max has learned a new trick. And just like any boy with a new toy, he’s using it every chance he gets.

Max On Kitchen Patrol

Max On Kitchen Patrol

It would be only a slight exaggeration to report that I’m feeding this dog every hour on the hour.  And of course, being true to the heritage of the French, not just any food will do for our Standard French Poo.  Max prefers baguettes and freshly cooked meat and home-made rolls.  Dog food?  Pleeease.

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It should shame me to admit that I cooked more for Max last week than I did for my husband.  But ever since Max lost 8 pounds over six days, I do what I can to tempt Max with a morsel that he can’t refuse.  And it’s good to see Max eat.   And eat.  And eat some more.  But what’s NOT good is what happens after Max is as full as the proverbial tick, when Max barks me back into the kitchen demanding another course of food.

Like the smart poodle mom that I am, I’ve begun exercising a little tough love to curb Max’s recreational bread habit.  “Just say no” — isn’t that what First Lady Nancy Reagan encouraged us to do when staring in the face of addiction?  So now when Max barks, after consuming his abnormally high six courses, I bark ‘No’ back.  Then rewarding myself with an imaginary pat on the back for standing up to my poodle, I scurry back in a hurry to my latest episode of Mad Men.

But last night after our kitchen standoff, I’d hardly sat down before I saw Max standing at the back door, woofing to be let out.  So dutifully, I trotted out to the kitchen to open the back door.  But instead of going out, Max turns around and heads straight to the refrigerator freezer where all his baguettes and home-made rolls are stored.  With eyes locked onto the freezer, Max barks out another big woof.  Hell’s bellls.  You know it’s bad when an adult over the age of fifty is outsmarted by her poodle dog.  And it’s sure hard to remember the word ‘no’ when he’s looking so hopeful and cute, after pulling out his new bait and switch poodle trick.

Blog_09_1026_04Max’s favorite home-made dinner rolls are called Rocket Rolls.  Rebecca Rather, the proprietor-chef of the Rather Sweet Bakery &  Cafe of Fredericksurg Texas, relates  a cute story of how these rolls came by their name; in her cookbook, the Pastry Queen, Ms.Rather assures her reader that the rolls have nothing to do with rocket propulsion.  But for the record, I’m pretty sure Max would disagree; a course of Rocket Rolls seems to fire Max’s poodle jets just fine.  Yesterday I pulled this much favored cookbook from my baker’s rack shelf.  And to the company of Max laying nearby, I made a fresh batch of poodle propulsion.  A couple of hours later, once the risen bread dough was ready to shape into rolls, Max moved in for the kill.

I’m convinced Max knew exactly what I was making.  Maybe it was the scent of two dozen rolls cooling nearby on the baking rack that tipped Max off.  But ready or not, Max was ready to eat his poodle manna from heaven.  And once Max began grazing, he ate and ate; at least half a dozen rolls until I just said no.

And unlike Mr. Max, I’m not a woofing.

 

Hi.  I'm Max.  I'm addicted to Rocket Rolls...

Hi. I'm Max. I'm a Bread-aholic.

Broccoli-Cheese Soup

23 Friday Oct 2009

Posted by Janell in In the Kitchen, Life at Home

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Broccoli-Cheese Soup, Cooking, Everyday Life, Heritage Hills, Home Tours, In the Kitchen, Overholser Mansion, Soups

Guests will be descending into our neighborhood this weekend because, once again, it’s time for the Historic Heritage Hills Home & Garden Tour.  This annual treat offers an inside peak of six private historic residences and the Overholser Mansion with one ticket — the cost is $12 in advance — $15 at the door of any property on the tour.  While Saturday promises to be clear and sunny and Sunday its dreary rainy opposite; the tour will be fabulous no matter what.

Three years ago, when my husband seemed to be taking up residence in Asia, my daughter Kara and I ventured out into a cold rainy Sunday to experience our first Heritage Hills tour.  The rain kept most visitors away that day; but being right next door so to speak, the two of us bundled ourselves up to brave the elements.  Just like an undeterred mailman carrying out his unofficial oath, the weather was not going to keep either of us from our appointed rounds.  But unlike the mailman, we did choose to drive a car rather than travel the short distances by foot.

A few wet hours later, we arrived home in awe, with visions of what historic living could become in its best state.  Truth be told, I also came home a little intimidated.  At that point, I had a month or so to get  my own historic house ready to receive guests as part of Mesta Park’s Holiday Home Tour.  And having just moved in a few months earlier, my house was a mass of painting projects in progress.  Yet the tour did its work in inspiring me toward completion; and in Kara, it sowed a feed seeds that two years later, had her and her new husband living in a historic home of their own.

In awe, we also came home to thaw.  Wet, cold and hungry, I began rummaging through my freezer and cupboards for something quick and nourishing to eat.  My eye lighted on a small bag of frozen chopped broccoli and the staple of storage bags full of  frozen chopped onions and celery, a time-saving tip passed along years ago by my Aunt Jo.  Encourages, I opened the refrigerator to find I had Velveeta Cheese, whipping cream and butter; and my cupboard also proved to have plenty of chicken broth.  It was a mental check, check, check.  Turing around to Kara, I said, “It looks like we have all the ingredients on hand to make a quick Broccoli-Cheese soup.”

This soup has been a family favorite for years, ever since we first tasted the signature soup of Apple’s Way, a little tea room in Lake Jackson, Texas.  My version of the soup is adapted from a recipe of another tea room of my life that once held court in Eureka Springs.  I’m grateful to have their collection of recipes –Victorian Sampler Tea Room Cookbook — that while no longer in print, may be available in a secondary market.

Sitting at the counter that cold October Sunday, Kara watched me like I once watched Mom whip up a miracle meal out of nothing so many times before.  From freezer to table in thirty minutes, we were soon eating our simple but hearty supper with a few saltine crackers.  Whether rain, or sleet or gloom of night, you’ll find this soup just right.  From my life to yours.

Broccoli-Cheese Soup

Serves 4
 
4 Tbsps of butter (1/4 cup)
1/4 cup flour
One quart of vegetarian or chicken broth
1/2 cup diced onion
1/2 cup diced celery
2 cups chopped broccoli, parboiled, then pulsed fine in a food processor (can be cooked in a microwave instead of using stovetop)
16 ounces of Velveeta Cheese, diced 
2 cups of half & half
Fresh Ground Black Pepper

In a bowl, prepare broccoli and set aside.  Sauté celery and onion in butter in a large sauce pan over medium-low heat, until soft and translucent. Next, stir in flour to make a roux, cook for a minute…. then, slowly add broth, continuing to stir until smooth.  Finally, add parboiled, chopped broccoli.  Simmer for twenty minutes.  Reduce heat to low, melt cheese, then add half & half and fresh ground pepper until just mixed.  No salt is usually necessary, but taste before serving and season to personal taste.  Serve with crackers.  Or quiche. Or even a sandwich or salad.

Savory Baked Chicken

02 Friday Oct 2009

Posted by Janell in In the Kitchen, Life at Home

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Chicken, College Sports, Cooking, Easy Meals, Family Humor, In the Kitchen, Raising Children, Savory Baked Chicken

To my eternal good, my husband’s first wife discarded her marriage vows for greener pastures.  But liking my husband’s last name so much, Cathy wore her first married name through two subsequent marriages and divorces.  While I don’t know what subsequent husbands thought about her last name souvenir, I can report that husband number one simply shrugs his shoulders and laughs;  Mr. West is glad she found something about him worth keeping.

Thankfully, when wife number one vacated my husband’s life, she left behind a few recipes worth keeping.  This baked chicken recipe is one.  It takes less than an hour to prepare from start to finish, which makes it a perfect meal to whip up after a day at work or school.  We keep it just as simple with the sides — a package of Lipton’s Butter Noodles and maybe some green beans or English peas.

All our kids enjoyed this meal. My husband began preparing it in our early days of marriage, before the boys came along.  Since hubby beat me home from work by an hour, he’d have supper on the table when I walked in the door.  Ohhhh, the memories.  It was a fine arrangement but for the girls; they were use to my cooking, such at it then was.  And being kids stuck in their comfortable groove, there was much gnashing of teeth about their new step-dad’s exotic style of cooking.  To their way of thinking, it was a scary world of Crab Quiche and dishes with ucky mushrooms compared to Mom’s kid friendly fried bologna sandwiches and fried potatoes.  So it’s saying a lot that my girls love this baked chicken recipe from their first bite — well, once my man got smart and ditched the mushrooms.

The meal grew to become our oldest son Bryan’s favorite meal — and when O.U. housing asked all the parents of  incoming freshman for their child’s favorite taste from home, this is the recipe they got from us.  With a grin, I think I called it “Bryan’s Savory Chicken.”  I figured the first Mrs. West wouldn’t mind since she’d taken the same liberties herself, when she wrote the recipe out for her own use way back when.  Our copy of the recipe still lives in a little home-made green binder that my husband received as his parting gift; in Cathy’s long hand written on notebook paper, there at the top of the page, bigger than Dallas, it says:  Cathy’s Savory Baked Chicken.  In parenthesis underneath Chicken, is the name (Brenda C——-.).  In Cathy’s life, it looks like some names were ditched while others are forever hitched.

And who knows but maybe you’ll want to hitch your own name to this recipe.  From my life — in a leftover sort of way — to yours.

Savory Baked Chicken

Serves 3 to 4      Preheat Oven to 400 degrees
 
1 pkg of chicken breasts ( three halves), sliced in half, leaving six thin cutlets
1/2 cup flour
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp paprika
1/4 tsp black pepper
1 tsp basil
6 Tbsp butter
 

Melt butter and add to 9×13 pan.  Combine dry ingredients in a bag or sack, and one cutlet at a time, coat chicken by shaking it until well coated.  Lay chicken in pan, than turn butter-side up for baking.  Bake for 30 mins at 400 degrees.

 
Meanwhile, make a sauce to cover chicken, for final 20 minutes of baking time:
 
4 Tbsp butter
4 Tbsp flour
2 cups hot water with 4 tsp. chicken bullion (can use chicken broth and add salt to taste)
Optional:  Cooked sliced mushrooms, fresh chopped tomatoes and green onions)

In a skillet, melt butter over medium heat.  Stir in flour until bubbly.  Add hot chicken broth and cook until thickened.  After 30 minutes of baking, remove chicken from oven to cover with sauce.  Add vegetables if desired and return to oven for final 2o minutes of baking.   Can serve over rice.

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