When I was a little girl, my mother used to make a beef barley soup on cold days. It left me with an obsession--when the weatherman is calling for snow, I get the ingredients, and when the snow starts to fly, I get out the soup pot and get busy. I can't help myself--it's what makes a snow day a snow day, and it is particularly satisfying to come
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I'd do more Cajun/Creole if I could get past okra--which I think is vile. So while gumbo is off the menu, I still do a good jumbalaya, and I like the taste of the spices so I use them in rubs for meat or in seafood quite often. But yeah--you kind of have to do the green pepper thing if you're going to do that flavor at all.
I don't mind giving the dog a freshly boiled bone, because it's still quite wet and relatively soft, but yeah, I take it away before it has the chance to dry thoroughly and go brittle. And, of course, there's always a bit of meat on there...just because he'd look at me like I'd kicked him if I gave him a bare bone....
If he's been especially good, he gets the marrow, too!
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*adds to memories*
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It's kind of nice that way, though, because I always have enough to share!
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It's weird, because you'd think if you don't taste it, you won't miss it, but leaving it our leaves the broth missing a certain indescribable something that you can't describe.
If you cook it down as soft as is indicated here, there are no visible pieces of any vegetable at all in the finished soup--that's why you add the sliced carrots later. It just all becomes broth, and all the vegetables dissolve completely.
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Once again, not something that you taste so much as sense, and very warming.
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