Thursday, June 12, 2014

Rice n'Cheese with Cauliflower and Broccoli

4 cups broccoli and cauliflower
3/4 cups uncooked brown rice
2 cups shredded mozzarella and cheddar
4 cups 1% milk
1/2 cup butter, divided
1/4 cup flour
1 tbsp bacon bits
1 cup panko crumbs
1 tsp dry mustand
1/8 tsp nutmeg
1/8 tsp paprika
freshly ground pepper to taste

Steam the broccoli and cauliflower to your liking. I like mine very soft.

Cook the rice according to the package directions. I use a blend from Bulk Barn, I forget the name.

In a large saucepan melt 1/4 cup butter and cook until bubbly. Slowly sprinkle the flour into the butter, stirring constantly until a smooth paste is formed. Reduce heat if necessary; do not burn.

Add 4 cups of milk, very slowly at first, so that no lumps form. Continue to cook until the sauce begins to thicken, stirring frequently. When the sauce reaches the desired thickness, remove from heat. Stir in the cheese until melted.

Stir in broccoli, cauliflower, rice, bacon, dry mustard, nutmeg, paprika and pepper. Pour into a 9" x 13" casserole dish.

Melt the remaining butter and blend with the panko. Spread evening over the top of the casserole.

Cook at 375 for 30 minutes or until the sauce is bubbly and the topping is golden. Serves 8.

Roughly 425 calories, 22 g fat, 38 g carbs, 16 g protein, 38% calcium per serving.

Crumbs of the Day

500 mL coffee with milk
1/2 cup granola cereal
1/2 cup bran buds
3/4 cup milk
1/2 banana
veggie burger patty
1/2 piece naan
2 tsp sandwich spread
baby dill pickle
2100 mL water
300 mL green tea
2/3 instant hot chocolate w milk and marshmallows
Rice n'Cheese with Cauliflower and Broccoli
300 mL chocolate milk
300 mL herbal tea
one two-bite brownie

Tangled with a tantrumming toddler, cleaned and vacuumed her room, did some tagging.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Dandelion Driveway

When I was little I loved flowers. I picked bouquets for my Grandma and each flower that I picked had some particular detail that made it special. I liked buttercups when I was four, with their perfect curves and shiny petals. When I was seven I liked pansies. My Grandma had told me that a fairy empress might be in the center of a pansy. With every pansy that I encountered I could not help but imagine the empress, lost in the billowing pillows of her throne. When I was nine my favourite flower of all was the dandelion. I obsessively blew on every dandelion seed head that I could find. I was delighted when the back lawn was speckled with these sunny weeds and I waited nervously, hoping that I would get to liberate their fluffy heads before the ocean wind destroyed them. I never made a wish, I imagined thousands, a lifetime of wishes, secretly carried on the wind to some safe place where they would stay until I needed them.

A few times each summer, in the interest of keeping any grass to speak of on our lawn, my father would pull up all the weeds at the roots, including and especially, the dandelions. My heart broke. Of course the dandelions came back before anyone was even sure that they were really gone and I would start my work with renewed vigor. Then one day when I was twelve I saw one tiny dandelion poking its merry head up through the angel stone in the driveway. I was so excited for this victorious little weed! From then on, when I watered the potted plants on our steps with the garden hose, I made sure a sprinkle or two went astray over the driveway. When I blew on the dandelion heads I made sure not to forget the driveway and I would roll the stones with my shoe to make sure that the seeds met earth.I am thirty five now and I still smile when my father tells me over the phone that he can't stop the dandelions from growing.