Saturday, May 7, 2011
Reader Links and Open Thread
Sunday, August 22, 2010
In The Kitchen With Stonekettle Station
Today just felt like a soup day.
I mean, some days I just want soup. Now, when I say soup, I’m not talking soup from a can, a box, or a packet. I’m not talking about something you make in 30 seconds or less. I talking about soup. Soup, real soup takes effort and hours, it’s homemade and full of goodness, liberty, and truth. We’re talking about a hearty soup that is a meal, not something you microwave for lunch and eat with a handful of Fritos.
Soup.
That’s what I’m talking about here.
Soup is something I do particularly well. I start thinking about it days in advance. Hmmmm I feel soup coming on. Ooooo, what kind? What kind? Maybe broccoli? Or twice baked sour cream potato? Chicken with homemade egg noodles? Clam chowder?
Today it felt like cheese.
Yep, the more I thought about it, it felt like a cheddar cheese soup day.
Now, there’s an art to making a decent cheddar cheese soup. There are a thousand recipes. Most suck. About half will produce something that strongly resembles the glop rednecks pour over nachos at a tractor pull and most of the rest gives you something that ought to be in a fondue pot or used to waterproof log cabins. Cheddar cheese soup done right has a smooth yet grainy mouthfeel and smells of perfectly aged cheese and freshly risen bread.
Here’s my recipe for Cheddar Cheese Soup. Do not monkey with this recipe, for it is perfect. I’m warning you. Seriously, the Soup Nazi was a pansy compared to me.
Ingredients
2 tablespoons butter
1 small white onion (diced, about 1 cup)
5 carrots (diced, about 1 cup give or take)
5 big ribs of celery (diced, about 1 cup)
Crimini/Brown Mushrooms (diced, about 1 cup)
1 tablespoon minced garlic
1 pinch of kosher salt
1 bay leaf
3 tablespoons all-purpose flour
2 cups chicken broth
1 bottle Newcastle Brown Ale (Don’t even think about trying to substitute something else. Newcastle or go home and open a can of Campbell’s).
1 cup thick buttermilk
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon white pepper
1 ½ pounds of Tillamook Extra Sharp Cheddar (shredded) (Yes, yes, sigh, if you can’t get Tillamook because you suck, well substitute a very good extra sharp cheddar. Also, you should weep for your misfortune. Personally, I’d move to the west coast, but that’s just me).
Directions
Melt butter in large heavy-bottomed soup pot over medium heat. Add onion, carrot, celery, and salt. Sweat the vegetables for 5 to 10 minutes or until they begin to soften, stirring occasionally. Add mushrooms and garlic, sprinkle the flour over the vegetables, stir, and continue to cook, stirring constantly, for 2 to 3 minutes.
Gradually add the chicken stock and bring to boil, stirring constantly. Reduce heat to low and add the bay leaf. Cover and simmer for 30 minutes or until vegetables are soft.
Remove bay leaf. Remove the bay leaf. Remove the bay leaf.
The following step can be done using an emersion blender, but I don’t have one of those. What I do have is a large countertop blender. Either method works fine, but personally I find the countertop blender easier since it leaves both my hands free to add ingredients. If you use the countertop blender, remove the broth from the heat first and allow it to cool for ten minutes before pouring it into the blender. Whichever method you use, puree the broth and vegetables, leave no chunk unliquefied. Once the broth is smooth, reduce speed and add the buttermilk (slowly), Worcestershire sauce, and the white pepper. Blend thoroughly.
Return to the soup pot and set over low heat.
Take a healthy slug of the Ale and slowly stir the rest into the soup.
Slowly bring the soup up to just below a boil. Let simmer for ten minutes. Stir periodically. Try to resist eating the soup as it is right now. Yes it smells good, but it will be better with the cheese.
Gradually add the cheese, one handful at a time sprinkling over the top of the soup. Then stir until blended before adding next handful. Do this until all the cheese is mixed in. RESIST the urge to add too much cheese at one time.
That’s it. It’s soup.
Serve hot with sourdough bread.
Or better yet, serve with crab cake sandwiches.
You’re welcome.
What?
You don’t know how to make crab cakes?
You’re like helpless children here. Seriously.
Fine.
Ingredients:1lb lump crab meat. Pulled and picked. Canned is fine, but for crying out loud spend a little extra and buy the good stuff which should be mostly claw meat. (Also, turns out you can actually use those artificial crab legs, which are usually made from Haddock, they taste just fine. Be sure to pull the meat apart into small pieces though).
1 egg
¼ cup mayo
1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 teaspoon Old Bay seasoning (don’t skimp, more is better)
¼ cup onion (chopped fine)
2 cloves garlic (chopped fine)
1 cup small dried bread cubes (better yet, use a cup of Stovetop Stuffing, seriously)
Dried breadcrumbs for coating.
Did you say something? Well, speak like you got a pair, I’m half deaf you know. What? Oh, yes, that. Green peppers. Yes, traditionally crab cake from misguided socialist shitholes such as Maryland have a big old helping of chopped green peppers added. I hate that. I think the texture of green peppers are all wrong for crab cakes and the taste of the green pepper just takes over. But if that’s what you want, by all means, toss in a 1/4 cup of chopped green pepper – then go out back and hit yourself in the head with a hammer, it won’t do much for the crab cakes, but it will amuse me and that’s what matters.
Directions
Sweat the onions in a tablespoon of olive oil or butter until cooked through. Cool.
Break the crabmeat into small pieces, pick through it for shell and gristle bits (remove those, just in case that’s not obvious). In a large mixing bowl toss together the crabmeat, garlic, and Old Bay until completely mixed. In a separate bowl beat together the egg, mayo, mustard, and lemon juice until thoroughly mixed. Then add to the crabmeat mixture and blend completely. Add the bread cubes, mix completely. Cover and let stand in the fridge for at least an hour.
Divide into six portions (I use a disher for this). Press together and flatten on a plate of bread crumbs, ensuring that each cake is fully coated. Flatten and shape so that the cakes are a uniform thickness.
Fry carefully in a mixture of hot olive oil and butter, flipping once carefully with a thin flat spatula, until both sides are golden brown and crispy.
Serve on soft rolls with homemade dill/tarragon tarter sauce and a dark bitter green like arugula.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
As Promised, Brownies
Clicking on the image will take you to a place where you can learn everything you ever wanted to know about the forest folk.
You’re welcome.
I spent this evening moving snow, for the third straight day in a row. We’ve had 32 inches here at Stonekettle Station in the last 72 hours. I’ve moved more snow in the last three days than I did all last winter. That’s Alaska for you. Tonight I could no longer push the piles back with the ATV plow, so I had to get out the big snow thrower and move the berms back away from the drive. So on top of feeling like crap all day, I now hurt pretty much everywhere and my ruined shoulder is just plain killing me.
What I’m trying to say is, enjoy the damned brownies because that’s all you’re getting tonight.
I’m going to go soak in the Jacuzzi and read some Destroyer of Worlds.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Dead, Again
I just came back from the store with my copy. I don't know if it's any good or not, we'll find out tonight.
Whoever canceled that show needs to be visited by the Grim Reaper.
That is all, carry on.
Monday, September 1, 2008
You're A Winner!
Announcing the winner of the Stonekettle Station Jim is a Jerk Super Sweepstakes.
Now, I'm going to tell you all - picking a winner was a bitch. You're all funny as hell, and at a 167 comments and an even dozen emails there was a lot of snarky anecdotes to wade through. I read them all three times. I picked a winner at least a couple of times, each time it was a different winner.
Frankly I just couldn't decide.
Some of my favorite one liners:
- "And his fucking vote counted."
- "Oops. Godwin's Law. I lose."
- "...potty-mouthed slattern."
- "'What are you whining about?' cried Eric. 'At least you're not dead.'"
- "no, Janiece, you bite me"
- "Seriously? Have you met me?"
- "I was way out of my depth on this one!"
I finally decided to declare Beastly the winner. Since he's staying at my house and I could save myself a couple of bucks on shipping and handling. But as it turns out that he doesn't want the damned prize. And then I started to think about all the whining and complaints of fairness and ethics and that kind of crap. Sigh.
So, just for you I read through the whole stinking list one more time. And there is was, I settled on the one person that made me laugh every damned time I read her comment - no matter how many times I read it. That comment began and ended with "Moo." I don't know why I found that just so damned funny, but I did - along with most everything else she wrote.
So, congratulations to Random Michelle.
Your prize, the fabulous one of a kind Alaskan Birch bowl with magic properties, will be forwarded sooner or later, probably sooner, maybe even tomorrow.