Well, since we’re halfway through May already, I know you’re probably itching for a recipe or two. Never fear – I spent the month of April cooking, so I’ve got recipes stacked up like storm clouds and headed your way. White chicken chili, carrot cake, two-bite brownies, gâteau au citron, jalapeño cheese straws, peanut butter oatmeal cookies, almond coffee cake – you name it, I’ve got the recipe.
First things first, however. Like I said, it’s been a while, so we’ve got more than recipes to catch up on. See, the way I look at it, talking without bitching is just unfinished business. And everyone knows that you won’t catch me talking unless it’s every minute I’m awake. So I think you can see where we’re going with this.
And if you haven’t already guessed from the title, the topic I want to complain about today is the three feline aggravations.
Now, for the past few months, I’ve noticed that the demon trio has slacked off on efforts to drive me to the brink of insanity. I don’t know that you’d call it true hibernation, but it’s like they’ve been in some kind of winter-induced catatonic torpor, or something. Oh sure, they’ve managed to wreak the occasional inconvenience, but their efforts have fallen short of out-and-out havoc by a country mile.
Now that it’s the month of Mayhem, however, all that’s changed. Yes, the catastrophe is out of the bag.
See, just recently, the three cataclysms have emerged from their seasonal stupor with a snap, crackle, and a pop. Whereas a few weeks ago they’d typically spend the majority of the day cached in a pile somewhere sleeping off the effects of the hummingbirds they ate last summer, now they’re raising a ruckus night and day, tormenting the living daylights out of anything that moves. And they’re even worse with things that don’t have the sense to run – like the rugs and upholstery.
In fact, the more valuable the object, the more incensed they seem to be that it’s still standing. It’s like they’ve gone into catabolic overdrive in an attempt to reduce the world to its constituent elements before June.
Well, I’m here to tell you that living amidst the wreckage created by the three destructionistas is no joy. So every morning, rain or shine, they get the boot. Let them take out some of their aggressions on the neighborhood, is my feeling. The house and I can only stand so much.
Of course, nothing suits their diabolical purposes like being pitched out the kitchen door. I mean, the imps have a lot of hell yet to raise, and they’re behind schedule as it is. So, yes, they’re only too happy to go –
– that is, until they get the urge to go.
Next thing you know, the fleet of three is bobbing at the kitchen door with their faces all long and serious and their ears rotated to the side and down like semaphore flags signaling distress.
Well, of course I take one look at that and open the back door like the sucker they take me for. And after a brief flurry of confusion at being given exactly what they want, the three fiends stampede back inside, making a beeline directly for the scratch box. Then, like the precious little princesses they’re not, two stand demurely by as the third takes a turn tossing sand on the Fresh Step beach. And then out they go again, only to repeat the whole process a few minutes later. In-out-in-out – all morning long. And before you know it, it’s time for lunch.
Well apparently, it’s warm and dry enough for most of their outdoor activities (hunting, laying low in the bushes, fighting, taunting birds), but it’s still too cold and wet for them to squat.
Now, I’ll admit that they’ve been shedding, so maybe the fur left covering their delicate backsides isn’t quite up to snuff. And I understand that the deciduous landscape is still too leafless to give them the privacy they prefer. And I suppose the soil is still a little too wet for the pawed squad to dig deeply and cover completely.
Oh yes, they’ve got some good excuses, no doubt about it. I can’t argue with that. Trouble is, “good” is nothing but an afterthought in these fiends’ master plan.
Yep, it’s plain as day what they’re up to once you understand their agenda. See, the three wee weasels go through this rigmarole just to reassure themselves that I am still at their beck and call. Yes. Because ideally, their aim is to monopolize all my waking hours just like they do all my sleepless nights.
Case in point, they could surely use the john before embarking on their daily search-and-destroy, could they not?
Yes, they could.
But do my little inconsiderados ever think of doing that?
No, they do not.
And I don’t expect they’d listen to my advice on the subject, either, so I’m not going to give it to them. Instead, I’m going to quote someone they respect.
Don’t take it from me, mes petits démons. Heed the words of the French Chef herself, who evidently had a particular weakness for creatures of your ilk. It is she who issued the immortal mandate that even you would do well to mind:
First, you take a leek.
~ Julia Child
Leek Potato Soup (Potage Parmentier): About
Everybody makes leek potato soup in the winter months. That’s a good time to serve it, but leeks grow best during cool weather, so they’re in season right now up here in Exile. And if you have any experience dealing with Sybil (i.e., the spring we’ve got up here in the Pacific Northwest), you know we’ll be in need of a batch of this soup at several points during the month of Mayhem. As for the rest of you living it up in Paradise, well, just chill this soup and call it Vichyssoise!
Some leek potato soup recipes are heavy on cream and loaded with various spices. This one is simpler, better for you, and it emphasizes the flavor of the main ingredients. It’s rustic fare, so feel free to add any vegetable you like to the basic mix.
For example, you might try adding a cup of chopped watercress to make Potage au Cresson, à la Julia Child. On the other hand, you might want to add some chopped celery along with the leeks and potatoes – that’s good, too! The combinations are endless, and completely up to you. Improvisez! That’s my advice. (See some suggestions and cooking times below.)
Yes, this soup makes a substantial base for further additions, but it’s fragrant and hearty enough just as it is. Easy, inexpensive, versatile, and flavorful – what could be better?
Savor it as a reminder that it’s often life’s simplest pleasures – like taking a leek – that are all you really need to weather Mayhem.
Bon appétit!
Leek Potato Soup (Potage Parmentier): Antidote to Mayhem
4 cups (about 1 lb.) sliced leeks (white part and about 1-2 inches of the tender green part)
3-4 cups (about 1 lb.) peeled and coarsely chopped potatoes
2 Tablespoons butter
1½ quarts chicken broth (canned or fresh)
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon pepper
½ teaspoon dill weed (optional)
½ cup heavy cream (optional)
3 Tablespoons chopped chives or minced parsley
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1. Split the leeks lengthwise leaving the two halves attached at the root end. Spread the leaves apart and wash well. Chop into ½ inch pieces, discarding the root.
2. Using a 3-4 quart stockpot, sauté the leeks in butter over moderate heat until tender but not yet brown.
3. Add the chicken broth, potatoes, salt and pepper to the stockpot.
4. Simmer partially covered for 45-50 minutes, until vegetables are tender.
5. Now you have a choice, depending on how rustic or refined you like your soup. Process the soup using one of the following methods:
a. Mash most of the potatoes right in the pot with a potato masher.
b. Run all or part of the soup through a food mill.
c. Transfer all or part of the soup in batches to a blender or food processor to purée.
d. Use an immersion blender to purée the soup to the desired consistency.
Personally, I recommend a or d because you won’t scald yourself decanting hot soup, and there’s less cleanup afterward. If you’re serving it chilled as Vichyssoise, however, it should be puréed until completely smooth using methods b or c.
6. Add dill weed, if desired, and additional salt and pepper to taste.
7. Optional: stir a couple of tablespoons of heavy cream into each bowl before serving.
8. Garnish with chives or parsley.
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Suggestion 1: Add 1-2 cups chopped celery, diced carrots or turnips, chopped canned or fresh tomatoes, dried lentils, or partially cooked dried beans or peas to simmer along with the leeks and potatoes for the full 40-50 minutes.
Suggestion 2: Add 1-2 cups fresh or frozen cauliflower, cucumbers, broccoli, lima beans, peas, string beans, okra, zucchini, canned beans, shredded lettuce, spinach, sorrel, or cabbage for the last 10-15 minutes of the simmer.
Suggestion 3: Add 1 densely-packed cup chopped watercress leaves and stems during the final 5 minutes of the simmer.
I laughed out loud! HAHA! “Behind schedule” HAHA! Plus I love leek soup.
I definitely agree about leek soup, Leslie. And I tried this soup the other day with the watercress thrown in at the end of the simmer. It was really good! The watercress added a nice little peppery bite and some crunch.
Both leeks and watercress are natural diuretics, so they’re often used to kick off weight-loss plans. Both are high in potassium, which is important to weight control, and sulfur, which is good for cell regeneration (think skin, hair, and fingernails). So, eating Potage au Cresson could potentially make us all thin, beautiful, and rich!
Pliny the Elder, who lived from 23-79 AD, was also under the impression that watercress could drive off snakes and neutralize scorpion venom. Haven’t tried using it for that myself. We’re short on those things up here in Exile, so maybe one of you could experiment and report back. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll assume the worst.
I have never thought about actually trying to find leeks in the grocery store much less cooking and eating them. Now, I can’t wait to go out and buy some leeks. Plus, people will look at me with admiration and envy…”Look Betty he has leeks in his basket…he must be so cool!” And I will reply with a sidelong glance “Yes, yes I am.”
Also, now I want cats.
Keep up the recipes, you may be saving my life with healthy variety. No pressure of course. Peace and love
DP
I think you have a very good point about the leeks, David.
In addition to their wonderful, delicate flavor and superior nutritional content, leeks are very stylish. Being spotted in the company of vegetables like leeks or endives or rapini can really elevate a person’s social standing – just like getting caught cavorting in the frozen food aisle with a basketful of Mrs. Paul’s fish sticks and Totino’s pizzas can do a lot to undermine it. That may not be fair, but that’s a fact. Which is why I make my marshmallow and Velveeta runs first thing in the morning. Those I-only-eat-foods-made-of-naturally-occurring-substances geeks can save their sly glances and pinched grimaces for when I buy my Brussels sprouts and kohlrabi later in the day, thank you very much.
Yes, vegetables have become quite the fashion statement these days. About the only things more trendy than leeks are some of the leafy greens – kale, and collard, mustard, turnip, and dandelion greens. I can’t help you with those except to suggest that you buy them to impress, and then try to figure out what to do with them once you get them home. If you can actually stand to eat the things, so much the better. You’ll be healthy, wealthy, and idolized for your nutritional wisdom. What more could you ask for?
Oh, that’s right: cats. Well, if I were you, I’d start with one small one and see how that goes. Once the one has rearranged your life to its liking and has “personalized” your furniture, book covers, window coverings, lampshades, and carpets, you won’t have as much to lose and you can afford to collect more. I wouldn’t recommend three until you’ve pretty well given up on having autonomy, material possessions, and a diurnal lifestyle, however. Have you read Dr. Seuss’s The Cat in the Hat lately? The utter chaos and destruction is realistic, but real-world cats don’t shape up just before mother gets home. Sad, but all too true.
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