One good thing about this lingering winter weather is that it gives me another week or two to pack in some winter eating.
And if you're feeling a need to be babied, a lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup is some damn fine nursery food.
I've never been happy with the texture of my tomato soups. But yesterday I got a silken wonder: The tomato sauce was mixed with plucky chicken stock, maybe more than usual. Less thick and tomatoey, but there was something nice about the liquidness. OK, season any way you like (I used microscopic flicks of dried spices — powdered garlic, ground cumin and smoked hot paprika — don't go overboard; it's nursery food), and then finish with a glug or two of heavy cream.
Serve with warm lacy sandwiches, oozing mild cheddar.
After lunch, we felt like we needed graham crackers and a nap on the floor.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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With you all the way, except the sleeping on the floor bit, much better to snuggle up with a woolly rug on the couch :)
Mouse: I was trying to evoke kindergarten, where they make you "sleep" on a mat. I like your woolly rug on the couch!
And. Did you see the spoon? Did you see the spoon?
That looks divine. I especially like the look of the sandwich... did you make the bread?
Zia: It SO hit the spot. ('Scuse me, wiping a tear and sucking my thumb a little.)
Didn't have to make the bread because 1, I can't and 2, I live in commercial artisan bread land.
Same page! Same page! Man, even the needling childishness, with the lip out and everything. Though I served mine in a breastlike round bowl, and yours is in the stylish square bowl. Details.
Heather: Yeah, but I hated having chosen the square bowls once I realized how this food satisfied my infantilism. Round, yeah! (People, go visit Heather.)
I just made a very cheesey pot pie, that is like a bisque meets grilled cheese... so I am there with you! Though, I am ready for some sunny 60's and a salad (well, at least my jeans are!)
Little Pots: That sounds amazing, though I'm having trouble picturing it. Cheesy bisque in crust? *melt*
Welcome to the needy, cheesy, last days of winter.
I saw the spoon but where's the bee? I can't see the bee!
Also, oooo, I remember those strange rubber smelly mats. No, couch for me! (I refused to fingerpaint you know, insisted on a brush)
Mouse: No bee. Must be different make. (Made in India, I believe.) : (
I couldn't lie on the floor today if I had to. And certainly couldn't get up again.
CC: pretty much what you said. I took a generous handful of lingering cheeses in our fridge and melted them into the cream base, then for extra goey-ness, added a shredded top layer before putting the crust over it (no bottom crust please, too mushy!). Served it with a side of lipitor!
It looks like a lot of us are on the same page with lying on the floor - although I had to buy a futon so that I could sleep in my back room to get away from the louts above (the ones I call Junior Jackass and Sasquack). But YES on the tomato soup; the Latino grocery store has new Roma tomatoes. I roasted them, pureed them with a glug of cream and seasoned with tarragon and paprika. Then, Swiss cheese on grilled black bread, followed by a cup of tea -- and a moratorium on following the news from Japan.
All I needed was a new Nancy Drew book.
Actually, make that a new book on the Bobsey Twins.
Pots: Ohgod. Cheese pie.
Nancy: Wow, you fell for the comfort food too? Yup, the world is too hard.
(Never read any of the Bobsey books. At the age I'm framing here, I'm thinking Yertle the Turtle. Ha.)
Plucky chicken stock and heavy cream. Yum!
Yo Greg: Sounds like a recipe, eh?
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