I found my mom’s recipe for Chicken Enchiladas recently. They used to be my favorite. Since then I have become a Pescatarian majority of the time. I decided to try this recipe with fake chicken to see if it would taste the same.
(Here is the meat eater recipe – I’ll note (*) the changes I made)
Ingredients
8 flour tortillas
2 Tbs butter or oil
1/2 cup onion
1/2 tsp minced garlic
1 small can green chilies
1 cup sour cream
1 can cream of chicken soup *I used cream of celery; could also use broccoli, mushroom, etc
3 cups cubed chicken *I used Quorn Chik’n Tenders…worked very well
salt & pepper
bag of monterey jack or mexican blend cheese
1/2 cup salsa (optional)
1/4 cup milk
1 small can of sliced black olives (or green – and also optional)
1 can enchilada sauce (optional)
Instructions…
In sauce pan, melt butter or warm oil. Saute the onion and garlic. Add the chilies, sour cream, soup, and salsa. Divide the mixture 3/4 cup mixture for top and 3/4 cup for the pan. To what is left in the sauce pan, add chicken, salt and pepper, and 1/2 cup of cheese to the mixture. Put 3/4 cup of mixture you set aside in the bottom of the pan. Put about 1/2 cup of the mixture in each tortilla. Add 1/4 cup milk to the mixture you are going to add to the top and cover the filled tortillas. Cover with enchilada sauce if you’d like. Bake at 350 for 30 minutes. For the last 10 minutes cover with 1 1/2 cups of cheese and the olives.
So this was a lot prettier before I realized that I had forgotten to add the enchilada sauce and threw it on last minute over the beautiful melted cheese and olives. It still tasted delicious though, which is what matters most. Up next on my Grub posts, my favorite summer meal. Stay tuned.
I am beginning to work on another living room project and I really want to incorporate a ottoman as a coffee table. I have this sort of ugly table and I think I can slap some foam and fabric on it and see if it works.
Wish me luck and let’s hope that it will turn out something like this.
Well, who knows, because I am not sure what fabric I want to use, but you get the idea.
In case you missed it (shame on you), Jess had a birthday last week. Now it’s my turn. Tomorrow I turn…one year older. In celebration, my boyfriend and a couple others are taking me to, perhaps, my favorite Manhattan restaurant (how can you pick just one from the thousands??). We are going to Nobu to have my favorite Chilean Sea Bass, which is quite possibly the best thing I have ever tasted. I’m not exaggerating. Add a nice bottle (or five) of wine to that, a few glasses of champagne for dessert, and you couldn’t find a happier gal in NYC. So I was hoping you would all help choose an outfit (and shoes). What do you think, the *black (shocking, I know) on the left, or the deep purple on the right? I may even wear my new Nars Red Lizard lipstick for the first time, but don’t count on it.
*I wore this black dress in Jess’ wedding!! Finally a bridesmaid dress I have re-worn. Multiple times. Here is a pic from that marvelous night…
Sushi was made, as was a video to chronicle the chaos. It was like “cats and dogs living together, mass hysteria”.* Oh, not really. It was not too hard to do a few rolls, the hard part was not sounding like a complete idiot on camera.
A couple of notes:
I do know how to pronounce the word “wasabi”. I realize it ends in a long e sound. However, when I am drunk or nervous my eastern New Mexico accent comes out quite a bit more and those words suddenly end in an “eh” sound. Please do not hold that against me.
I also know that the sushi “thing” is a damn sushi mat. Again, I blame a couple of glasses of wine and my husband laughing at me for the nervous slip of utter stupidity.
This is the first video I have done and it is a weird and awkward thing to be chatting with a camera about making sushi. I am not a chipper, gregarious personality so I apologize if you wanted a bouncing, loud, abbreviation-loving chick. Actually, I don’t.
And, no I was not drunk during the taping. At all. Just nervous and strange.
I have to postpone my little sushi video until Monday, as I feel like death and spent the better part of the night making out with the bathroom toilet. Seriously too much info, I know, sorry. So I will only say this; I don’t think I will be eating at Wendy’s for quite some time since their chicken sandwich didn’t treat me very well.
Check out the video on Monday! Laying back on the couch now, watching the Food Network. Peace out.
Holy eff. I can’t believe I have to even write this. Scrunchies are back. I know, ew. Damn you American Apparel (uh…btw, what is with their ads!?!?!). This is one thing you might just fail at – even over in Hipsterville. However, my friend, Balls, will be ecstatic. She’s kind of neurotic about keeping her hair healthy. So instead of having hair ties that might break her hair, she wears these. Only to bed. But still, I always call her out on it. I should mention, this was brought to my attention by Bromeliad. Check out the comments made on my last questionable judgment, Bumpits, and you will see. I was intrigued and had to investigate. What is it with the weird hair pieces lately anyway?? Tutu for the head? No, thanks. I’d rather wear my old softball t-shirt on which, from losing letters, my last name has gone from Larson, to Arson, to just plain Ars(e). Tell the truth now, do you still own one?
I have been wanting a dress form for some time now. One, because I think vintage forms look very cool in a studio/workroom. Two, because I keep swearing up and down that I am going to learn to sew, dammit! Maybe if I get a dress form then I will be so inspired that I will instantly learn how to sew and spend hours every night making gorgeous dresses, skirts and blouses. In fact, I am sure that would be just the inspiration that I need to get me going. Oh Hell, I am amazing at this rationality game.
Anyway, these spaces are putting a little smile on my face. And the form in the last picture was free because she found it… in the alley! Lucky gal.
I bet you thought it’d never end. Alas, the end is here!
This is the day we rode some bicycles to the Atlantic side of the island to chill in the hammock all day. All I did was read my David Sedaris with a glass (so much better than plastic) bottle of Coke in hand. It was amazing.
Top: Forever 21
Skirt: American Apparel Interlock High-Waist Skirt in Navy
Shoes: some cheap black flips from a store on the Lower East Side of Manhattan on Delancey Street
Above is a shot inside the tiny plane that almost killed us on the way down. The shorts are a repeat from here, and the top is one of my new faves from Club Monaco. It is peachy colored. I love the back most.
Well it’s my birthday too, Ya! So friends, I am taking the day off to be completely self-absorbed and self-indulgent (my favorite kind of day!). Sushi and martinis for dinner tonight which is going to make me very, very happy.
Then, stay tuned later in the week for my attempt at homemade sushi. I am going to finally bust out my new little video camera and chronicle my voyage into the world of Japanese cuisine that I’m sure will be a trainwreck. Cheers!
