I love me some Risotto – how ’bout you? It amazes me how you can take a simple ingredient like rice, add a glug of wine & a few gratings of cheese (plus a bit of this and that) and turn it into a gourmet meal – no make that a gourmet experience – because you get to drink the rest of the wine! Plus plus!
I don’t know about you, but I love, love, love me some Chicken Tortilla Soup. Or some Turkey Tortilla Soup. Or probably ANY Tortilla Soup. Just put it in front of me and I’ll eat it – no questions asked.
“No, ga-hrose! Ham Balls?” Yeah, my sister didn’t hold back when I told her I made them. Too bad she’s so far away coz I know I could convert her with these little lovelies. They’re the real, deal Iowa Ham Balls, heritage style. No soup or ketchup.
When the idea of a Ramen from my leftover Thanksgiving turkey entered my mind, I couldn’t let it go! Here’s a ramen with a gorgeous broth, beautiful flavor and lots of fun garnishes.
Reposted for 2016: I hope you’ve had a great Thanksgiving and if you’re like me, you’re looking at the last of the leftovers thinking you really need to do something about them, now! I already have a post, my 12 Days of Turkey, with links to some of my favorite leftover Turkey dishes, but here’s your visual companion to it plus a few more! Each one better than the original turkey, if you ask me! 🙂
I don’t know when the thought popped in my mind to remake my turkey leftovers into Pozole, but I’m glad it did. And not just any old Pozole but a Green (Verde) Pozole with Turkey. Pozole Verde de Pavo.
I love quaint, old expressions and this year with all the our hot, hot days I kept thinking about “Dog days of summer.” Now, being a dog lover, I always thought that meant the hot August days where it was all a dog could do but find a bit of shade and pant and try to stay cool.
Yet again, I’ve been stuck with leftover steak, people! I know many of you never have that problem; “What leftover steak?” you’d say! And others might not have an issue with a little extra steak in the fridge! But leftover steak has always stumped me just a bit – it seems to sit there and say “I’ll never be as good as the first night.” Well, that’s what I thought until recently, anyway.