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Making Gumbo from scratch today.
shrimp base is done, made from shells and scrappings.
Chicken boiled, stripped and is reboiling to reduce by half for the chicken stock part of the liquid.
Next: dark roux and veggies, the Andouille Sausage.
Then grill a couple chicken breasts to dice into it with the shrimp and sausage, since the base-chicken from the leftover carcass from yesterday will be tasteless goo.
Trying to decide whether or not to make it without okra this time, and just the file. I usually use both.
Maybe I’ll really get inspired and make a cheese onion bread loaf while the kitchen is warm enough to activate yeast? Do I have any yeast? Hmmm. A bakery french loaf would be easier. Decisions, decisions.
Ewww, do I have rice? Yeah, I know I do. I think….
The other funny thing? It was too cold last night to go get the firewood to warm the house up: single digits. Now its in the 30’s today, and I could go get the wood, but its almost a waste to burn it. Heh.
Ok, nice checking in with you, back to the kitchen.
I feel like I have barely time to be here since I went back to work…. miss you guys.
Singin’ the same ol’ cowboy song
That’s been sung a hundred times before
Ain’t got nothin’ but my name
And I’m the only man I know to blame
But I’m livin’ I’m happy and I’m free
Just listen to the wind blow
Let it blow let it blow
Sand over my trail
I got my saddle on the ground
And that ol’ moon he can still be found
Hidin’ in the desert sky
I like simple things in life
Like a prairie breeze
A good stout horse between my knees
Just bein’ alone just bein’ me
And when I die let me die
Withe a dream in my mind
A smile on my face and no trouble behind
And no cross on my grave
To show my restin’ place
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