That’s an old saying I’ve heard my entire life. I don’t know it’s origin.
I grew up in a family of good ol’ country cooks. My grandmothers and mother
could throw
together delicious meals while gathering the eggs, doing the laundry and any
number of
other chores and never look at a recipe. Every morning, one of them made
biscuits from
scratch on a cutting board and never used a bowl. One made a larruping
recipe she called
pudding cake. Only after I was grown and had left home did I realize that
what she had
made all those years was Tres Leche Cake.
Those women are all gone now, but one thing I regret is that I never
captured and saved
all of their recipes.
I’m a decent cook myself. I love to bake and I love making delicious dishes.
I have a
recipe collection that boggles my mind, most of which I’ll never get around
to making.
And that brings me to food and cooking, which have been a part of some of my
books. In
THE LOVE
OF A
COWBOY, the heroine’s father owns a grocery store and she is a butcher.
She
eventually takes over the grocery store and boosts business by selling
excellent cuts of
meat.
In “The Love of a Stranger,” the hero is a lover of good food and an amateur
cook. In THE LOVE OF
A
LAWMAN the heroine’s mother is a café cook. In SWEET
WATER the
heroine has attended culinary school and runs a small café in which she
prepares the
food. In SWEET
RETURN the heroine raises free-range chickens and sells organic eggs.
Do you see a pattern here? With food being a necessity of life, it follows
that it might
be a part of a character-driven story, which all of my books happen to be.
My latest
release,
DESIRED, has no cooks, but it does have a delicious meal from a great
restaurant.
So, with all of that being said, following is one of my favorites. Chili
Verde is one of
those “cult” things. People who love it are passionate about it and that
includes me.
I’ve tried it fifty different ways and come up with the following that seems
to work
most of the time. The recipe from scratch is time-consuming, but it’s well
worth the
effort. You’d want to start early and have it for supper.
CHILI VERDE
12 tomatillos
5 garlic cloves, unpeeled
2 jalapenos, seeds & ribs removed, chopped
2 Anaheim or poblano chilis
1 green pepper, diced*
1 bunch cilantro leaves, cleaned & chopped
3-1/2 lbs. pork loin cut into 1”-2” pieces
Salt
Flour
Olive oil
2 yellow onions, chopped
3 garlic cloves, peeled & finely chopped
2 tbsp. chopped fresh oregano or 1 tbsp. dried oregano
2-1/2 cups chicken stock
1 19-oz. can green enchilada sauce (optional)
8 oz. hot salsa verde (I like LaSabrozita Verde)
2 tsp. lime juice
1 tbsp. ground cumin
3 tbsp. green chili powder
Pinch of ground cloves
Phase 1:
1. Remove papery husks from tomatillos and rinse well. Cut in half and
place cut
side down, along with the jalapeno peppers and 5 garlic cloves, on a foil-
lined baking
sheet. Place under broiler for 5-7 minutes to lightly blacken the skins. Let
cool enough
to handle. ….. If you want the flavor of roasted chiles other than
jalapeno, add the
Anaheim or poblano peppers and roast them too.
2. Place tomatillos, skins included, in a blender. Remove the
roasted garlic
cloves from their skins and add to blender. Add jalapenos and other chiles
and blend
into a chunky sauce.
3. Generously season pork cubes with salt and pepper. Dust with
flour and brown
in oil over high heat. Cook in batches so that pork evenly browns. Set aside
in large
stewing pot or slow cooker.
Phase 2:
1. Cook chopped onions in oil where pork has been browned until limp
(3-5 minutes);
add chopped garlic and cook 1-2 minutes more. Dump into pot with meat.
2. To meat, add oregano and blended chili mixture. Add chicken
stock. Add pinch
of ground cloves, salt and pepper.
If cooking in slow cooker, cook on low 6-8 hours; cook on high 4-6 hours. If
cooking in
a stew pot, simmer for 3-hours. Meat should be fork-tender.
*Wait until last hour to add diced green pepper
To serve: Serve over cornbread or crisp tortillas. Top with grated
cheese or sour
cream (or both).
This is a forgiving recipe. You can add or take away ingredients to make it
the way you
like it. I usually cook it in my crockpot because it’s the only vessel I
have that will
hold the whole recipe. Since it makes so much, sometimes I leave out the can
of green
enchilada sauce. Great to freeze and serve later.
In the lower elementary grades, Anna Jeffrey competed in story
telling contests,
usually about animals. Later, she moved up to competition in extemporaneous
story
telling, which was sort of like “improv.” Still later, she competed in essay
contests.
Along the way, due to growing up in a part of the country where TV
reception, phone
service and even water were at a premium, she became a voracious reader and
developed a
love of story. A few years ago, a lifelong urge to put some of her mental
meanderings
into print overcame her and she set out on the creative writing journey.
She has been self-employed for most of her adult life in varied
entrepreneurial
endeavors. She and her husband live in a small town in Texas on a bluff
overlooking a
lake.
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Miranda March wears her extraordinary beauty like a mask to conceal her
emotional
vulnerability. A successful small businesswoman, she might appear to be in
control of
her universe, but ever in the back of her mind is the one thing that can
yank the rug
out from under her at any moment: Her mother who suffers from mental
illness.
Enter handsome, sensual—and rich—Harvey (Tack) Tackett, a friend of a
friend, in town
overnight on business. The instant they meet, Miranda feels a connection
that stirs her
to break one of the rules she lives by—no foolish flings with men passing in
the night.
After a night of passionate lovemaking like she’s never known, profound
emotions emerge.
She believes the feeling is mutual. But Tack leaves town without so much as
a call and
she hears no more from him. As she struggles to overcome her disappointment,
she learns
her mother has sunk into a depression that calls for immediate attention.
Miranda has no
choice but to move Mom in to live with her. Her life will never be the same.
From out of the blue, Tack reappears. But it’s too late. Miranda is
committed to her
duty to her mother. Trying to have a romantic relationship with Tack or any
man would be
as hard as mixing oil and water. She has already tried and failed at that.
Can she solve
the conundrum and find a happy-ever-after with Tack?
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