Loaded Potato Soup

I hope you all had a good Halloween!  As usual my husband and I went to my sister in law’s to help hand out candy and take our nephew trick or treating.  We also went to a BU (Boston University) hockey game (unfortunately they lost) and I went in costume as a BU girl circa 2003.  You’ll have to check my other blog for pictures, I haven’t uploaded them yet.

Now onto food.  I appreciate you all being patient with me and the fact that I haven’t given you a food recipe in a while.  Work is insanity, life is a bit insane, and luckily the hubs  and I are headed to Charleston in less than two weeks for a nice long weekend getaway.

I recently was in the mood for soup, and looking for some new soups to add to my small but growing collection.  It was a Friday night, and I wanted something fairly easy and quick(ish).  I scoured my reader favorites, as well as just started googling things.

I came across a few loaded potato soups, and the one I went with was from Cooking During Stolen Moments.  It was easy, delicious, and not nearly as bad for you as it could have been.  Yes, there was some butter, but no cream, just low-fat milk and yes, some bacon.

My husband and I loved it, and the leftovers are delightful, like digging into the best mashed potatoes ever.  He wanted to just make this for Thanksgiving, but I think we need some regular mashed potatoes, and he does make amazing ones at that.

Loaded Potato Soup

1 lb. bacon, diced
1 onion, diced
5 large Russet potatoes, peeled and cubed
3 c. chicken stock
3 T. butter
3 T. flour
1 1/2 c. milk
3 green onions, sliced
3/4 c. shredded cheddar cheese, divided
1/2 t. black pepper
Sour cream for garnish, optional

In a large stock pot, cook bacon until crisp. Remove with a slotted spoon to drain and set aside. Drain all but 2 T. of bacon grease from the pot. Cook the onions in the remaining bacon grease for about 5 minutes, until tender.

Add potatoes and chicken stock to pot. Bring to a boil, reduce heat to medium and simmer about 20 minutes, until potatoes are tender. With a slotted spoon, remove a few scoops of potatoes. Place in a bowl and mash with a fork. Set aside.

In a small sauce pan, melt butter. Stir in flour and cook for 2 minutes. Whisk in milk, bring to a boil and simmer until thickened. Slowly stir in to stock pot. Bring to a boil, reduce heat to low and simmer. Stir mashed potatoes back into pot.

Add 1/2 c. shredded cheese, three-fourths of the bacon and half the sliced green onions to pot. Add pepper. Stir to combine. Cook an additional 5 minutes.

To serve, ladle soup into individual bowls and top with some shredded cheese, bacon, green onions and optional sour cream.

My Table, Again

You have no idea how glad I am to hear that I’m not alone in my frustration with the grocery store.  Even more exciting to me is knowing that people actually read my blog!  Everyone who commented, you made my day.  Sometimes it really doesn’t take much.

I know I haven’t posted a recipe on here for a bit, and I promise one is coming.  But I have to give yet another shout out to my table.  Because now, it has chairs.  Glorious, glorious chairs.  Not only does it have chairs, but I happen to love the way they look, that whole modern meets rustic.  In fact, I call it rustic modern with a hint of glam.  Or maybe more than a hint, because that chandelier is more than just a hint.

Here is the table, in all of it’s glory.  I love it.  I love it more and more every day, if that is even possible.  We had our first dinner party with it last night, and we more than comfortably seated 7.  So we should be all set for Thanksgiving, with 10 people total.

We did only get 8 chairs, as 10 would have been a little much.  Some people will get stuck with the comfy diner style chairs, but I think they’ll live.

I have to say, it was weird sitting at the head of the table, across from the husband.  I’ve never really had a table like that where you could do that.  My brother-in-law thinks we should always dine like that, just the two of us, with a giant candelabra in the middle.  If only we had such a candelabra, then maybe we would, once.  Just because.

Grocery Store Soapbox

I apologize in advance, this is not a post about a recipe (although I have some good ones in the pipeline), but rather a rant about my local grocery stores.  I won’t be offended if you don’t read it, I just feel the need to voice my opinion on this one.

I happen to live in a somewhat major metropolitan area.  Boston is no small town.  We have our fair share of professional sports teams, some amazing college teams, our own foods that we are “famous” for, infamous accents (although you will be hard pressed to find someone who actually speaks like that, except for when my husband gets near someone who does, then he’s all dropping his r’s and such), etc.

I also happened to grow up in a pretty rural area, where our grocery stores were limited and there was no offering of Trader Joe’s, Whole Foods, Stop & Shop, Market Basket, Shaw’s and the like.  We had one at the time, and now there are at least two options there.

Here in Boston, I have had the trouble of finding all the ingredients I need at one location.  Cooking anything that requires more than just cutting open a bag and sliding the contents into a pan requires a trip to at least two stores.  Aren’t we supposed to be able to find all ingredients necessary at one giant store?  Haven’t they replaced the mom and pop grocery stores, the butcher, the baker, the grocer?  If I could I would definitely go from purveyor to purveyor, picking up my food that each one specialized in.  But those days are long gone, and are now replaced with rows and rows of frozen goods, prepackaged crap (don’t get me wrong, I eat that stuff from time to time when I really don’t feel like cooking).  It’s no wonder Americans don’t cook anymore.  Or they count ready made throw in the skillet or ovens as real meals.

Yesterday I was trying to make chicken soup from scratch.  It was a cold and rainy (later snowy) day in New England, and all I wanted was some homemade soup.  I had all my ingredients from a previous night’s outing, except for the fresh herbs I needed in order to make both the stock and soup itself.  My husband tried to convince me to just use dried herbs, but if you’re like me, you will do no such thing.  There is a time and a place for dried, but not in my soup stock.

We set out and after many failed attempts at many grocery stores, we struck out.  Apparently people do not cook enough with fresh herbs for large, nationally known grocery stores to keep them in stock.  And more importantly, keep them fresh.  I saw so many packages of wilting, blackened herbs that I was discouraged.

We returned home, defeated, and started to do some research online.  We happen to live in a smaller community right outside the city, about 5 miles from downtown, with a large Latin population.  There are many small stores catering to that population, carrying ingredients that they would find in their home country.

We also happened to discover that the majority of fresh herbs that come into NEW ENGLAND, not just Boston, come through our city.  Why is it that they come in and are redistributed, but the consumer can not find any in stores?  To me, being someone who is a home cook, fresh herbs are a cornerstone to any meal.  Sure, salt and pepper are the main spices, but after that, you need SOMEthing to flavor the meal.  I do use a lot of dried herbs in my cooking, but like I said, there is a time and a place for those, just like there is a time and a place for fresh herbs.  I just wish there were some sort of shop that specialized in fresh produce, including herbs.  Even that chain that sells overpriced fancy organics had a lackluster herb selection.  If THEY don’t have what I need, where will I find it?

Turns out I found my herbs at the grocery store behind the strip club next to the movie theatre.  We had set out again, after doing our research, composing countless letters to the editor(s) in my head, and taking a different geographic route in search of fresh herbs.  I had to piece together some “poultry mix” boxes and a “seafood mix” box, but in the end I got what I needed.  It just took 4 separate grocery stores to find (not including the original store where I bought all my original soup ingredients).

In the end, I still don’t have an answer to why there are no fresh herbs to be found.  My husband was proposing we start a store that specializes in JUST fresh produce and herbs, but I’m pretty sure it’s a somewhat limited market, and no one would drive to where we live to buy them.  But who knows, I could be wrong.

Crockpot Pot Roast

Crockpot, slow cooker, call it what you want, but it makes life easy when you’re busy and want a delicious meal.  Sure, it’s not fast, but basically throw some ingredients in the pot, turn it on for anywhere between 2-10 hours, and bam, you have a meal.

Of course you have to make sure and get up early enough to get it started, otherwise you’ll be eating dinner at 11pm.  Another key to slow cooking is to make sure there is enough liquid in the pot, covering as much as your meat or veggies as possible.

I have made short ribs that were falling off the bone at the bottom of the pot, and slightly dry at the top.  The reason?  Not enough liquid covering the meat.  So now I always make a point to use enough.

Pot roast is one of those American dishes that make me think of Sunday dinners.  My mother didn’t really make it, but I know her mother did.  I have tried to make it the traditional way, and I failed.  It was dry and kind of bland.  This recipe I found in a slow cooker cookbook, and it’s almost a different take on my beef stew, as it has a lot of similar flavors.

It’s definitely a keeper, and I plan to keep making it in the future.

Slow cooker pot roast

One 4 to 5 pound chuck roast, trimmed of fat
3 medium yellow onions, thinly sliced
2 cups baby carrots
8 to 12 medium sized red or white new potatoes, quartered
1/2 cup ketchup
1/4 cup red wine vinegar
2 tb. Worcestershire sauce
1 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. freshly ground black pepper
2 tb. minced fresh rosemary
1/2 cup boiling water

Put  the roast into the slow cooker.  Add the onions, carrots, and potatoes.

In a small bowl, combine ketchup, vinegar, Worcestershire,  salt, pepper, rosemary, and boiling water.  Pour over the meat and vegetables.  Cover and cook on low for 8-10 hours.

To serve, transfer meat to a cutting board to carve.  Serve slices of meat and vegetables with some of the fragrant juices poured over them.

My New Dining Table

As you may already know, I like to cook.  Quite a bit, in fact.  I also like to entertain.  Remember that housewarming party I had a few weeks back?  Well, I failed to take any pictures of anything.  But I promise, I do like to entertain, I’m not just making it up.

We like to host Thanksgiving – no travel, we get to cook, I get to pretend like I’m a low budget Martha Stewart for a day or something (maybe Sandra Lee?  I’m already thinking about my table scape.  Do they sell chargers at Christmas Tree Shops?), all that fun stuff.  We had 9 people and a baby 2 years ago (and of course, now that baby needs an actual chair), in our small dining room at our former apartment, borrowed table and all.  And fewer people last year, no borrowed table.

This year, things are going to change.  We are finally going to be able to fit 10 people comfortably around one table, and have 8 chairs to match!

As you can see, we recently received our brand spanking new custom built dining table.  We discovered a lovely man down in RI who makes them, at incredibly reasonable prices, David Ellison of the Lorimer Workshop.  He was very open throughout the process, having us pick the style, size, stain, level of finishedness (not a word), etc.  And then he delivered it himself on Tuesday!

I was unfortunately working late, but it was a wonderful sight to come home to.  I’m in love, and I never have been in love with a piece of furniture as much as this one.  I have of course been in love with various kitchen pieces (my KitchenAid, my LeCreuset dutch oven, etc.), but this is the first piece of furniture I have really connected with.

I can not wait to get my chairs, and share with you my overall vision, come to life!  Oh, and maybe some photos of dinner parties.  But like I said before, we all know I kind of fail at taking photos during events at home.