Man, is Mercury in retrograde or whatever the hell? Everybody I know has some personal shit swirling around their commode of a universe that just don’t seem to flush. Now that I have opened up this awesome blog post with a pretty disgusting and vibrantly visual poop metaphor, let’s get on to the foods part.
For all my homies in the trenches, I offer a recipe of the utmost comfort food: chicken fucking soup. This is a bastardized recipe that I poached from a Jane Fonda cookbook I bought at a library sale for $1.00 US. I suppose the honorable thing to do would be to link to the Amazon listing for the book, or to just shove a fistful of greasy dollars into an envelope to be mailed directly to Ms. Fonda, but whatever. It’s rare, actually, that I use a recipe I find as is. I prefer a more researched approach to cooking (meaning I Google “{food name} recipe” and read the first 5 or 8 results and the first 5 or 8 reviews on each result, and then I put together the parts I like from each into a Frankenstein’s Monster recipe that I can rarely duplicate exactly, much to my frustration . Hence, this here shiny blog – a way to remember what the hell I did and do it again a month later. It’s pretty cool I chose to tell you all this parenthetically, because that suggests it’s a personal secret I’m whispering uncomfortably into your weird little ear right now. How’s my coffee breath?).
A note about ingredients before we begin:
A note about ingredients before we begin:
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Satisfying my castration fantasies |
Of course you can make those kinds of substitutions and nobody is going to bring a team of Navy Seals to your not very well hidden bunker and shoot your eye out, but you know, they might. Also, I prefer the protein in this soup to be one of those weird heat-lamp whole baked chickens you get in the deli section for like 7 bucks or whatever, for the following reasons: the meat is already a little salty and flavory, it is a ready combination of light and dark meat, and I use the carcass to make soup stock (heeeyoo – could this be foreshadowing for tomorrow’s blog?!?! Stay tuned to this bat channel as the kids say).
Additionally, there is just something really visceral and raw about using your hands to rip all the flesh off an animal. It’s grossly cathartic. I’m not very proud of the sick delight I take in doing this, but I do feel like it keeps me connected to the food I’m putting in my body. So, you can poach or pan sauté or oven bake your own chicken breasts and thighs, or cough up the 7 bux for a weird chicken bird somebody already done cooked. And now, on with the show!
Shizz Besides the Basics:
Hahaha, I don’t know what you even call it. It’s like a skillet and a sauce pan went out behind the roller rink after curfew and did something they both would come to regret and now we have this large skillet with high sides thing. I am sure it has a name. Help me out if you can. Or just look at the pictures below. But anyways you need one of those with a lid. Also, a slotted spoon helps at the end. And a freaking salad spinner. Did you know that the salad spinner is an amazing tool for washing and drying fresh herbs, in addition to leafy greens?!?!? ME NEITHER until like 10 minutes ago when I figured it out. Le Duh.
Soup:
2 cups of cooked chicken (I just go right down the middle and use one whole side of the chicken, minus the wing. No Soup For You, wing!! (hahaha, that was from Seinfeld, a popular television program from the nineties. )
3 cups store-bought chicken stock
1 cup homemade soup stock (obviously, if you don’t have homemade you can use 4 cups of the store bought shit) Also, the next blog post totally will be about soup stock and my weird feelings regarding such, so keep your mouse-clicking hand and your reading eyes all excited to go to work later in the week on that puppy.
1 cup water
2 bay leaves
1 tablespoon chopped fresh thyme
1 teaspoon chopped fresh sage
¼ teaspoon ground black pepper
½ teaspoon of salt, divided
½ to ¾ of an onion, chopped (some onions are HUGE, y’all)
2 carrots, cut into ¼ to ½ inch slices
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4 oz dried egg noodles (about 1/3 of the package usually, and I use the whole grain Ronzoni Healthy Harvest egg noodles because that’s how I get down).
½ cup unbleached flour
2 tablespoons chopped flat-leaf (Italian) parsley
¾ teaspoon baking powder
1/8 teaspoon ground white pepper
1/8 teaspoon baking soda
1 ½ teaspoons margarine – ok, they don’t even make margarine anymore. I challenge you to find margarine outside of like, South Carolina. I use my tub of Smart Balance hippie flax good for you whatever butter-like stuff. I am sure plain ol’ softened butter would work as well.
¼ cup lowfat buttermilk
1 egg white – or about 1/8 of a cup of Egg Beaters which is essentially egg whites and you don’t have to waste the yolk.
Some tips:
It puts the chicken in the pot. It does this whenever it's told. |
Order of Operations:
1. I start with the herbs. I seriously freaking love to de-stem fresh thyme. So rinse your thyme and sage off and salad spin them dry and begin the awesome process of thyme removal. This is one of those great Zen no-mind practices. It takes me about 15 minutes to get a full tablespoon of fresh thyme. I understand that a lot of you have “kids” and “jobs” and “lives” and the idea of spending 15 minutes using your thumb and forefinger to slowly scrape thyme leaves off their stem is probably fucking outrageous and an insult to all the wonderful things you do in your day with your precious, precious time. To me, Thyme is precious, so fuck off. So fill up your tablespoon and then dump it into a little bowl and then chop up your sage and throw it in the same bowl, and now we are off and running.
2. Over medium high heat, set your saucepanskillet down and fill it with the stock(s), water, bay leaves, thyme, sage, black pepper and half the salt. Bring it to a boil. While you wait for the bubbles,
My extra bad ass Porsche knife will straight up CUTCHOO. |
4. When you achieve boildom, add the onions, carrots, green beans, chicken and noodles. Return to a boil, reduce your heat, and simmer until you can slip your arm around the carrots in a dark movie and call them “Tenderoni” (about 3 minutes unless you got some serious carrots and then maybe 5).
5. Once all your veggies are in the soup simmering down now, then it’s time to get cracking on some dumplings.
Maybe "Coarse Meal" shoulda been the name of this blog. |
6. In a mediumlarge bowl, combine your flour (spooned in and leveled, come on now folks), chopped up parsley (which you can also salad spin. Amazing device.),baking powder, baking soda, remaining salt and white pepper. Add the “margarine” and, using a fork, stir it up and mash it about until the mixture resembles Coarse Meal.
Reminds me of sex ed. |
Don't even offer to share your beer and cracker jacks with them. |
Puff the Magic Dumpling |
10. To serve, (I was gonna try and make like a “you got served” dance off South Park episode reference joke here, but it never materialized and that shit is triflin’ anyways, so) use your slotted spoon to scoop out one dumpling and place it in your favorite bowl. Use the same slotted spoon to scoop out soup guts and place them sorta around the dumpling. Then ladle out the broth and pour overtop the whole business. Repeat for as many folks as you want to feed, up to four (sorry, grandma).
11. Congratulations, you just made the hell out of Jane Fonda soup.
12. This soup has about 380 calories and 4g of fat per serving, if you care about that sort of thing. Not too shabby.
>>and now we have this large skillet with high sides thing
ReplyDeleteI believe we call that a Deep Sauté Pan.
Or a fryin-busket, whatever you prefer.
Ha, Bobby! I realized as I was going to sleep last night that it's probably called a "frying pan." This crazy device of mysterious origin and nomenclature is probably what the cool kids call a frying pan. I was totally already calling it a busket tho. :)
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