Tuesday, June 15, 2010

stickers and ponies and rainbows and my poop

Okay first of all, I’m totally over the whole Weight Watchers thing. I don’t follow recipes unless I’m baking and I hate dieting. I was trying to lose some weight before my wedding so I bought two of those cookbooks. Some of the stuff was actually good – casseroles, mostly – but overall it was a pretty stupid endeavor. I don’t need a recipe to make soup, and I’m not going to substitute real ingredients with weirdness and chemicals just to get the points down. And besides, points are gay.

I’m not making such a fuss these days. I’m watching what I eat, but I also indulge in the odd distinctive milano cookie when it suits my mood (the orange ones dipped in tea are excellent). My hubs has recently decided he wants to watch his cholesterol, which helps me a bunch because he will finally eat chicken without complaint. So I’m laying off the beef, making vegetarian more often, and also trying to just get over it. Not very successfully. But all this adds up to entirely uninteresting food blogging fodder. So sorry.

The other day I made some effing yumtastic nettle-walnut pesto, which I mixed with caramelized onions and honey chevre from Trader Joe’s, then slathered the concoction onto broiled chicken breast and pappardelle noodles for some good eatin’. Last night I did the same thing, but also added a can of stewed tomatoes and used shrimp instead of chicken. Damn fine, damn fine. By the way, honey chevre....I need to make that into a cheesecake pronto.


Another goodness of spring bounty-type food that has me all excited is a soup that CK absolutely will not touch, so I usually make it on Sunday nights and box it up for lunches throughout the week. It’s beet, onion and asparagus, chunked up and simmered with vegetable broth. It is magically delicious, and cooks up to a lovely, homogenous shade of magenta. As a bonus, it also makes a fun color show out of your peeps and poops (not to mention the usual asparagus pee-stink). After having it three days in a row for lunch, I made unicorn poo. No joke. Purple poo with bright pink pee water. How terrific is that. The soup inserts a mythical creature directly into your bum. There are probably plenty of other nutritional benefits, but unicorn poo is just rad.


Here’s a recipe for unicorn poo soup, by me:

1 onion, chopped (whole pearl onions are also a treat in this)
2-3 fresh beets (depending on size), peeled and cut into ½” cubes
1 quart vegetable broth
Appx. 1# fresh asparagus, cut to ½”


I’ve found that the fewer ingredients the better with this soup, so keep it simple and let the natural flavors do their bidness.

Sweat the onion in a tablespoon of olive oil. Add the beet after about a minute and saute on medium for 5 minutes or so. Add the vegetable broth, bring to a simmer. Allow to cook for 10-15 minutes before adding the asparagus, then season with a smidgeon of salt & pepper. Simmer for about an hour.

Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Enjoy three days in a row then sit on the toilet.

10 comments:

  1. I thought unicorns shit shooting stars. Are they moving on to rainbows now? I'm not complaining, just asking.

    Also, good for you for getting rid of the weight watchers crap. I lost way more weight when I stopped being neurotic and started just limiting portions a little and filling up on more fresh fruits and veg. If I have to count points for a fucking cookie, then I quit.

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  2. Also, I eat a whole lot of fiber in the mornings. Keeps me fuller way, way longer. I'm talking like a triple serving of Total raisin bran when I first wake up. It front loads the calories a bit, but makes lunch a tiny thing and dinner not so OMFG I'M STARVING.

    *insert joke about fiber and poo here*

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  3. Fiber helps you make bears!! That was for Kristie.

    Also, it has been theorized that Robert Pattinson has unicorns hiding in his hair and they are to blame for his power over tweens and underfucked housewives.....Is the Patz hiding in your no-no hole? How did he get in there?

    Heart, Brinney

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  4. Kristie - my hubs told me the other day that cavemen used to make 2-pound craps and had squeaky clean colons. So there may be something to that whole fiber thing. But then, they also ate mastadon and died by 30. So it's a toss up.

    Britt - if he was in there, I think I would know. And I would be charging higher rent.

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  5. I have to hand it to you- you've figured out a way to get Kristie to not talk about her tits or the weather in TX for five minutes, and for that I applaud you.

    Also, "Easy peasy lemon squeezy" is my son's favorite expression right now. And he loves the beet poop. It's like you're soulmates.

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  6. When was the last time I talked about my tits?

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  7. I was wondering that too. Granted, there was a couple months there when I wasn't reading your blog regularly.

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  8. I did make duck breasts recently. Perhaps that's what he's squawking about.

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  9. WAIT. Nettle WALNUT pesto? What ever happened to you being a stupid bitch about walnuts? "wonk they taste dirty wonk" etc? Did your spoiled wittle palate evolve? If so, I'm putting walnuts in my farro salad for the bbq. I was going to omit them just for you, even though they so totally belong in that salad.

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  10. Still wonk. Walnuts cannot be detected in pesto, and they were a lot cheaper than pine nuts. Go ahead and walnut up your effing farro salad. I will be a good sport. Or I will pick them out if they taste like dirt. Don't compromise your sensibilities just for me.

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