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My take on New Year’s Dinner

  • Posted on January 2, 2010 at 3:11 pm

I cooked y’all (don’t have a heart attack!). Mama said she wasn’t going to, and I decided that I NEEEEED the traditional southern New Year’s dinner. Since I can’t make myself be “traditional”, I turned it into soup. Collards for folding money, blackeyed peas for coins, pork for luck, and I decided that in this recipe, the carrots would symbolize gold. I served it with cornbread sticks and doesn’t it all look yummy?

Featured but not pictured is the how-to for the cornbread sticks. (Or maybe I was just ashamed of my box-mix cornbread. I don’t really like the box mix but going back to the store? Was.not.happenin.)

Also: this was my first time shooting with my daughter’s camera since mine is broken. Take that for what it’s worth…


This is what it all looked like to start with. That’s a 16 oz box of reduced-sodium broth, a medium onion, one bunch of collards, a can of black-eyed peas, a carrot, and thick sliced bacon.

Oh my darling bacon, how I love you and the flavor you add. I used four slices, chopped.

Yes, jarred garlic is in the picture. No, you really don’t need it. I used it, but couldn’t taste it at all in the finished product so we’ll just pretend like it’s not there. Okay? The soup really doesn’t need it.

Not pictured: apple cider vinegar. I stirred a tablespoon into the soup and it tasted fine to me but Mama added a tablespoon to her bowl (without tasting it first). Your mileage may vary.


The first thing I did was to slice the carrot thinly. I also didn’t use the entire carrot. See that 3″ chunk in the corner? Joe snagged it while I was trying (and failing) to get a picture of the knife in my hand while cutting the carrot.

After I sliced the carrot, I tossed it in a pot with the broth and brought it up to a simmer. The carrot needs to cook a little longer than the rest of the veggies in my world.


Since the dutch oven is missing in action, the biggest cast iron pan we own was called into action. This was not necessarily a fantastic idea as the day went on.

There is no way to fix this small problem, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with the pan OTHER than the handle. Guess how many times I grabbed for that?

Hello, gorgeous. Flavor is what I’m looking for and you’ve got plenty of it. Know what else I’m looking for?

Bacon grease.

Take four slices of thick-cut bacon, rough cut into chunks, and cook until crispy. Kinda like this:

You don’t want the bacon to be hard since we’re going to be adding it back into the soup and who likes hard bits of bacon in their soup??!!??

While the bacon is cooking, dice up your onion. We’re looking for flavor AND bits floating around in the soup so feel free to rough-chop it if that thrills your soul. I did a half dice and half slice. After you’ve pulled the baconbits out of the pan, toss the onion in and cook til they’re translucent and soft.

While the onions are cooking, run your knife down the spine of the collards to remove that tough stem. Like this:

(Pretend like you like that picture and then) Once the leaves are stem-free, chop ‘em down to bite-sized pieces. Yes, they’ll tenderize once they cook, but I’ve never liked long stringy greens that get stuck in my teeth. Cut ‘em into strips like this

and then run your knife through the other way to chunk ‘em.

Wait. Did you wash the collards? Wash ‘em before you chop ‘em, y’all. There’s no telling WHAT is coming home from the garden or store on those greens.

When you toss those greens in the pan, marvel at the pretty green against the translucent onion and black pan.

Isn’t that GORGEOUS?

Good lawd it’s making me hungry again and I just ate.

Stir the greens around to coat with the bacon grease and onions, then pour in the carrots and broth you’ve been simmering all this time.

Oh it just gets more and more pretty. I did end up adding a cup of water here though, because there just wasn’t enough broth to suit me. At this point, the greens need to simmer for about 20 minutes, so put the lid on and go make some cornbread.

If you REALLY want to thrill your soul, you could cook another two pieces of bacon in your other cast-iron frying pan and stir the resulting baconbits into the batter. I wish I had!

Now we’ve got the soup simmering, the cornbread (box mix) is baking – we need to attend to those bacon bits and the blackeyed peas (in a can).

I ran my knife through the bacon bits to make sure they were BITS and not CHUNKS.

That’s what about 2 1/2 – 3 slices of cooked bacon looks like getting chopped. I ate the other bits while doing the rest of the recipe.

Oh come ON like you wouldn’t do the exact same thing. At least I didn’t cook up the entire pound of bacon and eat it!

Open the can of black eyed peas, drain out the canning water and give ‘em a good rinse. Then mash up half to help thicken the soup a bit.

Once the cornbread is done, pull it out of the oven. While it’s cooling, take the lid off and add the bacon bits, mashed and whole black eyed peas.

Marvel at how pretty it looks, and at how hungry you are now.

Give it a stir, taste and adjust your salt and pepper to taste. (And in my case, make sure the collards were done – this is the first time I’ve cooked collards.)

Now if y’all will excuse me…

Randomness

  • Posted on January 23, 2008 at 3:41 pm

I’ve been working a LOT more hours (much more than I expected) since I promoted. The boys are (predictably) more clingy.

I was hoping the Sneaky Chef thing would be more of a series than it actually is. I do believe the people able to sneak this stuff past their kids are NOT parents of a supertaster. To be quite frank, the only thing he’s actually eaten a tablespoon of was the breakfast ice cream I blogged about, and the ONLY reason he kept tasting it was because I let him say “more chocolate. More sugar. It still doesn’t taste right, maybe how about more chocolate?” After that, I decided not to jack with his list of “approved” foods. The absolute last thing I need is him refusing to eat any foods at all because “it didn’t taste right that one time”.

Tomorrow I’ll be touring an apartment. I’m not thrilled with the idea of apartment living in any way, shape, or form again (I need a few hundred yards between my neighbors and me for complete comfort) but we neeeeeeeeed to move while The Folks ™ and I are still on friendly terms. And I’m gently freaked about moving (again) in general.

The semester is about to start, and I’ve been nailbiting, reviewing notecards, and trying to schedule study time around my New! Improved! work schedule.

My dating site profile is still pulled. I’m thinking it’ll stay permanently pulled. The problem with the gene pool is there’s no lifeguard.

I miss my friends in the box… I promise I’m reading!

Round 1 goes to Daniel.

  • Posted on January 18, 2008 at 3:15 pm

This morning I made the Sneaky Chef’s Extra Sneaky Chocolate Breakfast Ice Cream. The texture was perfect, the recipe as written was downright awful. With only 1/2 teaspoon of unsweetened cocoa powder to color an entire 1/4 avocado and a frozen banana, the result looked as if it belonged in a diaper, not an ice cream bowl.

Obviously, this would need a bit of work before he saw it, much less tasted it.

I added a tablespoon of cocoa powder, another pinch of sugar and FINALLY got it “brown” enough to be chocolate ice cream. Then I asked Daniel to taste it and tell me if it was “chocolate enough”. For 20 minutes we went back and forth, adding another teaspoon here and a tablespoon there. The good news is he kept helping me taste it and try to “fix” it so he could have ice cream for breakfast. The bad news is he never said “it tastes good, can I have it in a bowl/cone/whatever”.

Side note: those “soft bite” baby spoons make GREAT “tasting” spoons. He already knows it’s a “baby bite” of something, not a “big boy bite” and is more likely to be cooperative.)

Finally, frustratedly, I gave up and made him a jelly biscuit. The “ice cream” is in the freezer; I’m not sure what to do with it at this point. Maybe add in some vanilla?