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This has such a pretty honey-colour to it, but not terribly fruity or interesting. A bit acidic, even. Could it be too old?!
No rhapsodizing for you, Founder’s Select.
To be honest, its actually the furry-kins of the house who are consuming this one. (I know, you never would have guessed!).
And no one wants to hear me ::wibble:: about how FABULOUS any litter is, I’m pretty sure.
But goodness, is it ever SO MUCH NICER than ::coughwheeze:: clay clumping yuckiness.
Everyone’s happier with silica gel.
That’s all.
Between the salsa (regular medium chunky Pace), the sour cream, and the ethnically confused sausage from our local grocer, there was little-to-nothing cajun or jambalaya-like about this.
But it was spicy and tastey and hey—shrimp!
I forgot to take a piccie.
I do have a hankering, now, for real jambalaya and corn bread. Hmmm….
This recipe was posted on the CookingCajun Yahoo! Group. Making it for dinner tonight, because saying “Jambalaya Shortcakes” gives me giggle fits.
DIRECTIONS:
BAKE biscuits according to pkg. directions.
MIX salsa, sausage, shrimp, thyme and 1/3 cup green onions in skillet. Heat to a boil. Cook over low heat 10 min.
MIX cayenne pepper and sour cream.
SPLIT warm biscuits and place on plates. Divide jambalaya mixture among bottom halves. Top with dollop of cayenne cream and sprinkle with remaining green onions.
Top with biscuit tops. Serves 8.
Good-golly-gee, why add music to AS, when last.fm just does it. For you. Like magic. Yum.
I’m devestated that someone thinks this isn’t worth consuming!
What gets us through the early spring, if not fresh spinach torn from the garden??
Spinach makes the BEST salad. With strawberries, chevre, pine nuts and the very finest balsamic vinegar you can find. (I vote for Venturi-Schulze.)
Pomegranat seeds are fun to throw in too, especially if you can find some else to clean them for you =D
Some people like to add grapefruit, but that’s just weird.
Its like Christmas in Spring (otherwise known as “Easter”), when the Mighty V begins taking pre-orders for those decadent bread-y treats Not-For-Everyday.
A week or so before the Big Occassion arrives, they begin stocking the goodies, right there On The Shelf(!!), for those of us who can’t wait.
A hand-loved, sourdough boule, crammed with semi-sweet choco-bits, be still my heart!
I have it for breakfast, warm and soft (from the microwave—Sacrilege no doubt!), all runny and gooey, melted chocolate running into the melting clotted cream which simply MUST be slathered all over it.
I’m weak in the knees, tummy tingling, just thinking about it!
Drinkable, but sadly yucky-pooh. The hopping bunny on the package largely makes up for this.
My heart, my backbone, my lake-full-o-fishes, the tea that gets me through the day.
I start with about 15 balls, far more than my wee cup can bare, and fill it with hot (not boiling) water from the cooler. 2 minutes to steep, and the first cup is bitter. But it wakes me up, and pushes me head-first towards the second.
Cup two (same leaves) looks less like cat pee, smells floral, and is full of delicate bliss.
Sometimes, it takes cup three to reach the sweet spot.
From there, things slowly fade into a lightly scented, warm-water lull. I don’t notice when all the flavour is gone; just cupping the warm ceramic cup is a treat.
Which is good, because at $6/oz, restraint is a word worth learning.
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