Sunday, September 23, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Crab and Brie Soup
This is the signature soup of Dakota Restaurant in Covington. But calling it a soup is a stretch. It's so thick that you could turn a spoonful upside down and it might not come out. I'd recommend serving it only when you can afford to put a lot of lump crabmeat in it. It's very rich.
- 1/2 stick butter
- 1 medium onion, cut up
- 1 medium carrot, cut up
- 3 ribs celery, cut up
- 1 clove garlic, crushed
- 2 bay leaves
- 1 cup white wine
- 1 quart heavy whipping cream (I used 1/2 and 1/2)
- 1/2 cup butter
- 3/4 cup flour
- 8 oz. Brie cheese, rind removed
- 1/4 tsp. salt
- 1/8 tsp. white pepper
- 1/2 lb. jumbo lump crabmeat
- Pinch cayenne
1. Heat the butter in a heavy kettle over medium heat.
2. Add the onion, carrot, celery, garlic, and bay leaves, and continue to cook until the vegetables soften.
3. Add the wine and bring that to a boil. After a minute or two, add two quarts of water (I used chicken broth) and bring to a simmer. Keep the simmer going for about a half-hour.
4. Add the cream. Return to a simmer.
5. Heat the butter in another saucepan and stir in the flour. Make a blond roux, and whisk into the soup pot.
6. Slice the Brie into small pieces and add it to the pot. Stir until the cheese melts in completely. Add salt and pepper to taste.
7. Add crab and make sure crab separates so that it can be enjoyed in every bite. I used crab from the seafood section at Wal-Mart that was about $8 for 1/2 a pound. It was perfect. Some recipes say to use canned crab but I cannot imagine using that in this kind of recipe!
Serves six to eight.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
- We discussed lechery. From the play: Mary Warren tells John that Abigail will accuse him of lechery. What is that, boys and girls? It is extreme sexual indulgence/lustfulness. Yes, I got to share that definition with 91 teenagers. After all, it is in the play. We discussed what the Puritans would have thought of people today in this regard. I did NOT ask them if they were lechers. I abide by the philosophy that I don't WANT to know about this aspect of any of their lives.
- We discussed why, in a early American setting, it was not an issue that in The Crucible Abigail was 17 and John was in his mid-30's but rather that they weren't married. We discussed that it was common for older men to marry younger girls if their wives had died. After all, I said with a wink, how on Earth were the men expected to clean their own homes and make their own food if they didn't have a wife? We were all in agreement that it was still gross.
- My favorite discussion: how did Puritan women even KNOW they were pregnant? Um, the same way they do now. My wording "Missed monthly cycles"; I did say that they found out later but that they did indeed know, just as Elizabeth in the play was pregnant. A spin off of this in one class was how women back then tended to their monthly cycles. Really? Did I mention that I teach English? This last part was from a class that is 85% female but I still responded by telling them to Google it. I know a little about the subject but, out of respect for those few sweet boys, I didn't go there. I don't know if you've ever seen a darling, dark-skinned African American boy blush but I have and I didn't want to make it even worse for him.
- This one is NOT academic. We discussed how some kids save their friends under nicknames instead of their real names and even their girlfriends under "Mom" in case their phones get picked up. The ensuing discussion revealed that sometimes that can lead to some unintentionally revealing texts when you think you're texting your girlfriend and it's really your mom. My contribution to this conversation was that I do not look forward to this time period in parenting.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
- Couple of spoonfuls of chopped garlic
- 1 chopped onion
- 1 lb of crawfish tails
- 1 stick butter
- 1 pack of cheese tortellini
- 1 half pint of whipping cream
- 1/2 cup parmesan cheese (just the kind in the container, not real shredded parmesan)
- chopped green onion
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
I don't stop moving during the day, with one exception. When I put Lila to bed at night I lay down with her. Tonight she insisted on wearing her new princess shoes "in case my feet get cold." I let her because I seriously would sleep in my new shoes sometimes if Kevin wouldn't make fun of me. We always read a few books and we say prayers. Sometimes I skip pages or ad lib, especially when she picks the awful, wordy, Disney books. Sometimes we whisper secrets back and forth and exchange soft little "I love you" or "No, I love you MORE!"'s. Sometimes we fall asleep holding hands (all on cue: awwwww!) Sometimes I fall asleep before her and sleep in her bed for hours on end. However, I must say that the prayers are my favorite. I like sharing my prayers with her. I pray for many of the same people that she prays for... Lila's friends, the boys' friends plus my friends, and my students (sometimes by name). I pray for my friends who are sick, hurting, or aching for something or someone that they don't have. Then I make sure I leave time to listen to her prayers because they go down roads that I would never consider and because I never know what she's going to say. This is what my baby girl prayed for tonight: