Posts Tagged ‘popcorn’

Corn, two ways

First of all, can I just say – popcorn and chocolate chips!!!  Seriously.  I mean that triple exclamation point from the bottom of my heart.  I had no idea what I was missing.

Mix a single serving bag of popcorn (I used Trader Joe’s) with a tablespoon or so of chocolate chips. Obviously, I am not the genius who came up with this, just the idiot who has been sleeping on the idea for 25 years.

And then, because I didn’t have enough corn in my life, I decided to make some corn chowder for dinner:

I made up this recipe as I went along and it turned out pretty good:

  • 16 ounces frozen sweet corn (or use canned)
  • 1 red bell pepper
  • 1 tomato
  • 3 small potatoes
  • 4 – 5 cups skim milk (I eyeballed it)
  • 1 cup vegetable stock
  • 1/2 an onion
  • 3 cloves garlic
  • 1 bunch cilantro
  • 1 T butter
  • 3 T parmesan cheese
  • About 1 teaspoon salt
  • Couple shakes of pepper, cayanne pepper, chili powder, paprika and cumin

Chop the onion, garlic, bell pepper, tomato and potatoes into small pieces.  Melt the butter in a large pot, add onion and potatoes and let cook.  When the onion starts to brown, add the garlic, saute for a minute or so, then add the vegetable stock. Let simmer until it starts to reduce, then add the milk, the pepper, the tomato, the corn and the seasonings.  Once everything is heated through and the potatoes are done, ladle half of the soup into a food processor or blender and blend until smooth.  Add it back to the pot and let simmer for 15 minutes or so, then add cilantro and parmesan cheese.  This makes a TON of servings.  I have no idea how many, but I’d guess at least 5 – 6.

Here’s my bowl:

I couldn’t get a clear picture for some reason, sorry.  I also made some garlic bread out of a whole grain baguette:

This is Chris’s piece, too.  I try to conserve dishes because we don’t have a dishwasher.  Aside from him, of course.


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Popcorn scares puppies

Jack just had a major freak out.  We are seriously low on groceries and my snack options were limited to the little butt piece of bread, most likely dry or possibly with a little jam, or a random bag of microwave popcorn I found in the back of a cabinet.  I don’t even like microwave popcorn that much, but I think the choice here is obvious.

Anyway, so I stick it in the microwave and Jack hears it turn on, walks over to it and starts inspecting the situation.  Then the popping starts and the poor little pup flies across the room, runs under the coffee table, jumps up, runs behind the couch, has second thoughts, determines that the coffee table is, in fact, a better shelter, and dives back under it to ride out the two minutes and forty seconds of torture.

I gave him a little kernel for his trouble.   Then I ate the rest:

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