Spring Rolls
8 or so shrimp
lettuce (NB: the children don’t like this meal when parsley is used instead of lettuce)
Rice noodles/Cellophane noodles if you have ‘em
Rice paper
Cilantro if the guests dig it—my permanent guests don’t.
Satay sauce
Peanuts
• Boil the shrimp until they turn pink, really just 3 minutes or so. Take them out and put them under cool water. Peel them. (Or peel them first. Who the hell cares? Really, the fact that you’re in the kitchen yet again is more than enough.)
• Cook the noodles for about 3 minutes in some boiling water. They get soft quick. Drain them.
• Cut up the lettuce so it’s bite size for all who are eating dinner that night. I like to do this with a kitchen scissors. Knives are so not my friends.
• Put the rice paper into some water and let it sit there until it becomes soft. Then take it out. This will not take more than 2 minutes a paper. Dry off the paper a bit.
• Open the satay sauce, spoon into bowls.
• Crush up some peanuts and put them on top of the satay in the bowls.
• Cut up the shrimp.
• Put some shrimp, lettuce, and noodles just below the midpoint of the rice paper, fold like a hoagie. Serve. Everyone can dip into satay if they want, individually. If low on things to put inside the rolls, you could scramble up an egg to add.
• Yummers!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Recipe
This comes from a book of recipes I was forced to write for myself. This is the working title:
For the independent woman who has to feed children about 50 times a day and who knows there is nothing joyous or wonderful about cooking. It’s just fuel, dammit.
Is she the only one on the planet who gets that? Jesus.
All recipes end with the word "Yummers!" I am without a doubt the crappiest cook in the world, so I try to give myself an extra little boost.
Pasta w/Sauce
Garlic, 2-3 cloves
Green pepper, 1
Small onion, 1 or half a big one
Tomato sauce, a fat can
Olive oil, enough to cover pan
Two chicken breasts, boneless and skinless unless you don’t mind wet-dog stench in your kitchen.
A squash or zucchini if you have it
1 pound of pasta
Seasoning
• Cut everything up, except the garlic cloves.
• Brown the chicken in another pan. It doesn’t have to be all the way done, but certainly mostly.
• In another pot, get the water going for the pasta.
• Heat the pan and add the oil.
• Add the green pepper, it takes a while to cook. Stir them around.
• A couple minutes later, add the onions. Be more vigilant about stirring than before.
• Press the garlic into the pan, cut off remnants into pan. Don’t let it burn, turn down the heat.
• If there’s a squash, it goes in now.
• Add the browned chicken. Cook it for another minute or so.
• Add the tomato sauce. Turn it down so it’s simmering. If it’s splattering like a mofo, it’s too hot, you’ll burn dinner, and have a big mess on the stove and floor. Is this why you work so hard? Don’t be a schmeggege, just turn it down already.
• Put the pasta into the boiling water.
• Now is the time to season the sauce with whatever’s on hand that you like that the eaters will eat.
• When the pasta is done, drain it, put it in a bowl, and pour the sauce on top.
• Yummers!
For the independent woman who has to feed children about 50 times a day and who knows there is nothing joyous or wonderful about cooking. It’s just fuel, dammit.
Is she the only one on the planet who gets that? Jesus.
All recipes end with the word "Yummers!" I am without a doubt the crappiest cook in the world, so I try to give myself an extra little boost.
Pasta w/Sauce
Garlic, 2-3 cloves
Green pepper, 1
Small onion, 1 or half a big one
Tomato sauce, a fat can
Olive oil, enough to cover pan
Two chicken breasts, boneless and skinless unless you don’t mind wet-dog stench in your kitchen.
A squash or zucchini if you have it
1 pound of pasta
Seasoning
• Cut everything up, except the garlic cloves.
• Brown the chicken in another pan. It doesn’t have to be all the way done, but certainly mostly.
• In another pot, get the water going for the pasta.
• Heat the pan and add the oil.
• Add the green pepper, it takes a while to cook. Stir them around.
• A couple minutes later, add the onions. Be more vigilant about stirring than before.
• Press the garlic into the pan, cut off remnants into pan. Don’t let it burn, turn down the heat.
• If there’s a squash, it goes in now.
• Add the browned chicken. Cook it for another minute or so.
• Add the tomato sauce. Turn it down so it’s simmering. If it’s splattering like a mofo, it’s too hot, you’ll burn dinner, and have a big mess on the stove and floor. Is this why you work so hard? Don’t be a schmeggege, just turn it down already.
• Put the pasta into the boiling water.
• Now is the time to season the sauce with whatever’s on hand that you like that the eaters will eat.
• When the pasta is done, drain it, put it in a bowl, and pour the sauce on top.
• Yummers!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Wrongful, shameful
I was wrongfully terminated from my job in mid-August. I say that because my boss knows I have a disability, and discriminated against me because of it. She also didn't follow internal policies.
Looking for a new job is an all-encompassing endeavor. I know this because I do it every single day. I have a lot more education than a lot of people (B.A., M.A., J.D.) but it really doesn't seem to matter. I am looking just like everybody else.
The whole process is one rude wake-up call. There is one institution on which I have given up b/c every time I apply for a job there, my name is immediately thrown out of contention. So if that place thinks I'm ever going to contribute a dime, that's hilarious.
People don't get back to you like they say they will. People don't call back, even for jobs like document review.
All I can say is, thank you American taxpayers for unemployment compensation. Even though most of the people who work at UC are jerks, every now and then, you find some helpful soul.
Looking for a new job is an all-encompassing endeavor. I know this because I do it every single day. I have a lot more education than a lot of people (B.A., M.A., J.D.) but it really doesn't seem to matter. I am looking just like everybody else.
The whole process is one rude wake-up call. There is one institution on which I have given up b/c every time I apply for a job there, my name is immediately thrown out of contention. So if that place thinks I'm ever going to contribute a dime, that's hilarious.
People don't get back to you like they say they will. People don't call back, even for jobs like document review.
All I can say is, thank you American taxpayers for unemployment compensation. Even though most of the people who work at UC are jerks, every now and then, you find some helpful soul.
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