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Mexican Cheese Chowder

Dish: Mexican Cheese Chowder Book: Quick and Healthy Pajamas: Teal peace shirt and plaid bottoms that Trevor wants to burn Meal: Dinner Eaters: Trevor and me

I'm very sorry that I had to take a short sabbatical from blogging. I have been a very busy girl. My life has drastically changed... for the better, I might add. Trevor proposed!! Since he proposed 2 weeks ago, I have done the following: ran a half marathon, coached mom in getting a principal job!, booked a venue (The Stanley), been to a bridal show, bought a wedding dress, picked bridesmaid's dresses, scheduled a DJ, planned a trip to Co for a Bridal Crawl, found a vacation home for the family in Estes, picked invitations, chosen a honeymoon place, scheduled all meetings with florists and cake designers, picked tux's, opened a bank account, planned table settings and favors, gave Trevor at least 3 back rubs a week, kept my job, and I'm sure a whole lot more that I can't think of. So, again I apologize for the lack of blogs. I promise to recommit as of today. About the food... Today I decided to make a soup. I am wanting to be a bit healthier because of the upcoming nuptials. Don't hold me to the previous statement though; 5 months is a very long time. The only sad part about a soup is that Trevy bought me a new colander because of my complaining on a previous blog and I can't use it yet. Anyway, I started by following a fast and healthy recipe for Mexican chowder. As I began cooking, I realized there were no "Mexican" qualities in the recipe. I then decided to kick it up a notch. The soup started with a broth and lots of veggies. I am using the really big pot, normally used for noodles. I guess that I should register for some pots so that I have more than 2 choices! I then added the Oh So Magical invention that I love, corn starch. At this point, I was supposed to add cheese and be done with it. Boring... I rummaged through the pantry and found some rotel and cayenne. I also made some guacamole on the side. I am getting to be a pro at guac, if I may say so myself. (hmmm: that saying doesn't look right when written...) So I did add the cheese to finish it and wallah, soup. I spooned it into our bowls. I then added crushed tortilla chips to the top and finished it with a dollop of guacamole. When Trevor came out, he decided to "make the guac better with a new trick." He proceeded to add a spoonful of sugar. Note to all guac eaters: Don't add sugar to guacamole. Anyway, we started the soup. Trevor took one bite and said, "Honey, this may be your first 10." We ate and talked and enjoyed the deliciousness. I think that soups are my favorite thing to cook! Yay for a fixed up recipe turning out perfecto! Trev-o-meter: "I give it a 9.5."

Chicken Pot Pie

Dish: Chicken Pot Pie
Book: Taste of Home
Pajamas: Light blue and purple striped, very soft
Meal: Dinner
Eaters: Trevor and me

Let me begin this post by explaining that this recipe spans two days. Wednesday: I get to Trevor's house to cook and I have most of the ingredients. I still needed chicken bouillon granules and flour. I forge the great storm to the grocery store, pick up the supplies and get home by 7 to begin the intense chicken pot pie recipe. I put the chicken in the pot to boil. I open the flour to make the filling and I notice something not quite right. The flour is not white. It has more of a peppered look. Wait, the pepper is quivering!! I look in horror and teeny black bugs are meandering through the flour. I screamed and immediately confiscated the infested bag. I then changed my plan to good old spaghetti, red sauce, and ranch dressing.
Friday: I brought flour from my house and the cooking began. As the chicken boiled, I made the gravy. It was very straight forward. Again, I chopped the chicken too quickly after it came out of the pot. I got a nice steam facial and my fingers are still a bit sore. I put all of the "insides" to the side and started on the dough. It consists of flour, celery seed, butter and cream cheese. I began mixing it to no avail. I then decided to use my hands. I mixed and mixed and as I finished I realized we have no rolling pin... I made the bottom part by hand. I pieced the dough together in the dish and kneaded it to the correct thickness. I then filled it. Now the top really needed a rolling pin. I used my genius problem solving skills and buttered the pam bottle. I rolled out a perfect dough lid! I'll never waist money on a fancy smancy rolling pin!! I put the pie in the oven and waited 30 minutes. When it came out, we sat down to eat. I cut it and a cloud of steam filled the air; so we waited, and waited and waited. Finally it was cool enough to try. It was very good! It tasted a lot like the Marie Calender's pot pies! Trevor said he felt like a shepherd. I think that was a compliment!

Trev-o-meter: "I give it a solid 8."