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It Came From The Freezer! …a #FoodPorn Mystery

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“What are we having for dinner?”

It was a simple question, really. But I honestly had no idea. It was a busy day in the middle of a busy week. Neither of us had put much thought into food.

“Isn’t there some chili left in the freezer?”

Well, yes. It is quite possible that one of the unmarked containers in the freezer is the last of the chili. So I took what I thought was a quart of chili from the freezer and set it in the sink to start defrosting while I went about the rest of my afternoon.

We spent much of our free time last week taking stock of what needs to be done around the house before winter settles in. Beyond the usual furnace check-up and window insulation, our kitchen needs painting and the bathtub faucet needs adjusting. So we’ve set aside a few days next week for the anticipated multiple trips to the home improvement store. As usual, I spent the day playing “catch-up”.

When Love got home, he inspected the container that was defrosting in the sink.

“Honey. Are you sure this is chili?

Well, no. I wasn’t entirely sure what was in the container. There are six other quart containers just like it in the freezer. Three of them are chicken stock, two are chicken noodle soup, and one is potato leek soup. All of them are a pale yellow. The one defrosting in the sink was a beef stock brown. So it was either chili or stew. — I told you guys I like to cook.

As I entered the kitchen, Love was holding the container an inch from his nose. His eyes squinted as he turned the mysterious concoction in his hand, trying to identify it’s contents. He pointed at some small shapes visible through the plastic.

“I think these are mushrooms.”

There’s only one way to find out. Let’s heat it up and give it a taste. So I emptied the slushy mixture into a sauce pan and set the heat to low while I finished up the project I was working on. Ten minutes later, Love called from the kitchen.

“I don’t think this is stew, either.”

Now I was really confused! I got to the kitchen and took a look. In the pot was a brown stock with mushrooms floating around and very little else. I could identify some chopped onions. Maybe. But nothing else. We stared at each other for a…

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#FoodPorn - “Turkey and Bok Choy Soup!”
Saturday’s stock pot yielded almost two gallons of turkey stock. Woo hoo!
Most of that went into the freezer. The rest was combined with carrots, celery, onion, garlic, turkey, and bok choy.
I added salt, pepper, soy sauce, and a little chili garlic past for heat.
…with some crusty ciabatta bread, this made a great dinner! :)

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(stock pot image from “The Bottom of my Stockpot!”) http://adignorantium.tumblr.com/post/42117994266/more-foodporn-the-bottom-of-my-stockpot

#FoodPorn - “Turkey and Bok Choy Soup!”

Saturday’s stock pot yielded almost two gallons of turkey stock. Woo hoo!

Most of that went into the freezer. The rest was combined with carrots, celery, onion, garlic, turkey, and bok choy.

I added salt, pepper, soy sauce, and a little chili garlic past for heat.


…with some crusty ciabatta bread, this made a great dinner! :)

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(stock pot image from “The Bottom of my Stockpot!”) http://adignorantium.tumblr.com/post/42117994266/more-foodporn-the-bottom-of-my-stockpot

That tweet was supposed to read…
"If you empty an ashtray, fill it up. …I mean ICE TRAY! Re-Fill the Ice Trays! - For God’s Sake, Please Don’t Put Ashtrays in the Freezer!"
Unfortunately, I censored myself. I edited my tweet because I didn’t want people to think I had ash trays in my house. Imagine that. We’ve gotten so anti-smoking that I feel guilty about having ashtrays in the house. - For the record, there are three ashtrays in a box somewhere. I keep them around for guests who wish to smoke. I don’t want them throwing cigarette butts outside on the sidewalk.
…and there you have it. :)

That tweet was supposed to read…

"If you empty an ashtray, fill it up. …I mean ICE TRAY! Re-Fill the Ice Trays! - For God’s Sake, Please Don’t Put Ashtrays in the Freezer!"

Unfortunately, I censored myself. I edited my tweet because I didn’t want people to think I had ash trays in my house. Imagine that. We’ve gotten so anti-smoking that I feel guilty about having ashtrays in the house. - For the record, there are three ashtrays in a box somewhere. I keep them around for guests who wish to smoke. I don’t want them throwing cigarette butts outside on the sidewalk.

…and there you have it. :)