Blue Cheese straws, people, O yes.
5 oz blue cheese (one of those smallish tubs of crumbles= exactly one cup)
1/2 stick butter
3/4 cup flour
2 teaspoons hot sauce (I used Texas Pete’s)
1 teaspoon worcestershire sauce
Blend the butter, cheese and sauces in a food processor until homogenous. Add the flour and blend, scraping the sides a couple of times. Dump the dough on a countertop and knead until all soft and good. Pat out into a 1/4 thick whatdayacallit and slice into sticks or bites, or however you like. Put onto a greased cookie sheet and bake at 300 degrees for 35 minutes.
David and I played around with the seasoning. First, we tried with none except the worcestershire sauce. it was good, but lacked spark. Then, we tried a bit of paprika on top. Ok, but not there yet. Then, red pepper, hotter, but lacked depth. Chili powder was good, had more interest than straight up red pepper. Then, due to Buffalo Wing Fantasy, and how one dips them in blue cheese dressing, I tried Hot Sauce. Texas Pete’s, specifically, but I’m thinking Your Favorite would work That’s what’s on wings, right? of course. Perfect! The tang of the vinegar and the heat from the sauce was terrific combination with the blue cheese and butter. O Yes. We have a winner.
*update the next day* The blue cheese straws went over with a big HUZZAH from the gentlemen of the household. This recipe is definitely a keeper.
No news on JC’s #2 yet, but it’s still early.
*update* she spoke, and will move out of ICU if her oxygen levels stay up. WOO! Go #2!
Terry had dinner last night with El Presidente’s Boss, but not EP, who was Uninvited in a Most Definite Way. Was a good sign that EP’sB wanted to talk to Terry in a most particular way, only that didn’t happen because some other people showed up, however it worked out that it was a good thing they showed up because EP’sB was asking them (chemical people EP’sB buys from, and Terry’s last employer) who was the best at a particular thing that he could consult with about a technical issue. They said “Oh we know exactly who you need to see.” “When do you think I could talk to him?” asked EP’sB. “Well, I don’t know,” they answered. Then they looked at Terry and asked “When do you think you could talk to him about it?” See, in this particular field, Terry is the Top Dude in the industry, recognized worldwide as The Man. EP’sB was shocked, said El Presidente had never mentioned to him that Terry was The Man. Anyway, now EP’sB knows one more piece of the puzzle that is Terry, Expert In His Field. Which is very good, indeed.
As for me, today, I am tackling Blue Cheese Straws. I found a recipe, and it is basically the same thing I posted a few days ago, only with blue cheese instead of cheddar, and you add a dash of worcestershire. So we’ll just see how that goes. Blue cheese is rawther high in sodium, which is still verboten in the World of Rootie, but I’ll just eat one…or I’ll eat more than one and restrict all the sodium everywhere else. Here’s hoping they work, because oooh they sound so fancy. I may also try Jerseychick’s suggestion of adding a wee bit of sesame oil to cheddar cheese straws, and I’m wondering how a dash of liquid smoke would taste. Ideas and inventions…yum.
good news about the Really Awful Can’t Stand It diet that Dr. Courage put me on. I’ve lost 5 pounds in 2 weeks. It was easy, I didn’t eat anything. The food I could eat was so bland and gross I just didn’t eat anything at all. 5 pounds means the waist of my pants are looser, but that’s about it. I can deal with that. Do you know how it feels to step on a scale and for the first time in 4 years be BELOW 200 pounds? Awesome, people…it’s awesome. I’m going to try and stick with it, even tho he’s said I could return to the regular potassium food, just watch the salt and “how many miles do you walk every day?” he asked. “What? I don’t walk any miles!” I answered. “Walk a mile every day. Do you live where you can walk?” he queried politely. “Oh yes, I live on a golf course.” I said. “Watch out for golf balls, and walk a mile every day.” he said. Well. ok. I didn’t walk a mile yesterday, but I did walk 3 holes…that would be….um…400 yards, plus 300 yards, plus a par-3 whatever that is, and back again. It was getting dark, so I didn’t walk as far as I probably should have. no excuses any more. It’s not hot, nor cold. No excuses. Tracey, I’m looking to you for guidance, inspiration, and whatever.