5 cups of shredded beef
2 cups of caramelized onions
6 T of minced garlic
1 cup of minced green pepper
3/4 cups minced celery
5 cups of sliced mushrooms caramelized
2 cups of mixed provolone and mozzarella
1 teaspoon each of thyme,basil,orgango,,paprika
1 cups of sour cream
2 cups of beef broth
1/4 of nutty brown roux 1/4 of flour+1/4 cup of butter
4 teaspoons of toasted sesame seeds in 5 T of olive oil
2 T of cayeene pepper
10 cups of cooked rice ( 5 cups of white and 5 cups of wild rice)
toast seeds set aside add cayeene to olive oil remove from heat pour over seeds set aside.
sauteeveggies celery, onions,garlic, dset aside, sautee mushrooms remove from pan.
in a sauce pan make roux add broth add sour cream add seeds and cayeene. don't thicken set aside add the cheese.
mix cooked beef and mushrooms and rice in a large bowl
add the sauce and veggies
toss and mix evenly. add to cassorole dish and bake at 360 for 20 minutes.
serve hot and enjoy
You stingy man you
Why say such to
Roux Pack Daddy?
Woman why you say
Such?
Cause Y'all is supossa
Love MI and give me
Treats
Ah Gal you know Pacc Daddy
Loves ya'll, what's your fussing
Woman?
Stip dabby dew we, ah ooh ah!
Say what?
Ya'll knows I love you
When I am down there!
What's yo squarkin woman?
Tell Roux pack Daddy
What talking bout?
Ya'll fe Ought La tune?
Say song, yeah?
dance: dance no?
la musica dancsey
boogie,boogie
groovey, groovey!
ya'll dance si?
ah, boogie woogie, boogie!
La fe' gotta pretty one
clap, clap le fe'
boogie woogie boogie!
atta Bouis
atta Bouis!
Ya'll sangin' Yeah!
ya'll sangin Yaeh?
come on
boogie, woogie,boogie!
Now Roux Bouis gotta
pretty one
Roux Bouis gotta pretty one
look ya'll
look ya'll
same one!
DIRTY RICE
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Datiraisu
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El Stingy Pig
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8 cups of cooked rice
(toasted and browned in olive oil, and in chicken broth cooked al dente)
2 cups of meat from pork neckbone
1 cup of cooked chicken livers( grounded fine)
1 cup of browned grounded beef
stir fry unseasoned until mixed
set aside
1 cup of minced onion
4 Tablespoons of minced garlic
2/3 cups of diced green peppers
1/2 cup of diced celery
5 tablespoons of grated ca
add 3 cups of canned kidney beans (rinsed)rrot
sautee til peppers are softened.
set aside
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in a pan brown 1 cup of pork sauage
remove the meat
measure 5 T of grease
5 T of flour brown a roux,
1 cup of veggie stock
2 tablespoons of chilli powder
1 T paprika
1 T dried Basil
1 T dried Oregano
2 T Cayeene Pepper
and sauage meat.
mix in rice and beans
toss
and serve!
Sunday dinner is a time for family gathering
Enjoying conversation and home-cooked food
At the home of matriarch or patriarch of the clan,
Feasting on gumbo is a tradition for our brood
Oysters, shrimp, blue crab from Lake Pontchartrain
Onion, bell pepper and celery ~ Trinity of seasoning
Dark caramel color of roux though stirring is a pain
File' powder is made from ground sassafras leaves
It's used to thicken to a consistency that is nice
Leaving it out is a sin in the world of Creole cuisine
E'ach ladle of seafood's bounty is served with rice
Grateful to the cook for the effort to please our taste
Using the right ingredients brings smiles to the table
Makes us a happy family when nothing goes to waste
Broth of gumbo is a local favorite in New Orleans
Offensive not to have another bowl if you're able
Words dissolve in a simmering pot~
not soup, but something more.
Each ladle releases a new verse,
a flavor never before tasted.
Some mix their sorrow as deeply as a roux,
while others scatter hope like coarse black pepper.
A smidgen of resentment bitters the broth
while laughter improves the brew.
I bring my scraps, my burnt-edged rhymes,
my half-chewed thoughts still warm.
The pot absolves the awkward lines,
transforming them into poesies.
And when the steam has filled the room,
when my tongue is tinctured,
I leave not fed—but changed, undone~
with someone else’s hunger inside.
She come up here
Telling me what I
Suppose to do
I cuss her out
Cause I in love
Wiff you
Talking all that trash
Bytch what want
Me to do
Tell her to her face
I in love
Wiff you
Bytches and snitches too
He the zimma core roux
Gravy thick as hell
What's a gal to do
Call my boys
See they crazy too
Ain't scare to say
I in love
Wiff you
What is hungry that
These turnips
Shall be fattened
With bacon. This
Spoke the troll
he gathered turnips
from Onsager s garden.
Breadcrumbs shall
atop this au gratin
With bacon , pumpkin
from Onsager s mystery
Garden He was angry
because Ole Onsager
Put fatback in front
Of the bacon hiding it
from the Scrooges and
Mizzers. But me Jack
the Troll but mi hand
beneath all that fatback
and found this treasure trove
Of sugarcured bacon. I saw
Turnip greens atop the bulbs
Of earthy goodness.
I remember the from the book
Of Sages, the words of
Meade's and Meanest.
The greens of this frost bit
Place is the garden of the
Mizzers. Only the leaves of
Tender fresh turnips are for
Consumption . My cassorolle
Shall aroma of garlic, onions
and carrots.the crumbled bacon
Shall nearest thee.. the cream and
Roux shall mix with the broth
And these turnips and pumpkins
Shall be loved and adorned.
Not to be looked over by the
Mizzers and Scrooges..
The ground beneath me
So happy d you
Need a pickax
To break it!
Titties in Bra!
What is hungry that
These turnips
Shall be fattened
With bacon. This
Spoke the troll
he gathered turnips
from Onsager s garden.
Breadcrumbs shall
atop this au gratin
With bacon , pumpkin
from Onsager s mystery
Garden He was angry
because Ole Onsager
Put fatback in front
Of the bacon hiding it
from the Scrooges and
Mizzers. But me Jack
the Troll but mi hand
beneath all that fatback
and found this treasure trove
Alas might conage , mild peppers
and rasains with grated cheeses
and meringue make souflee
And with
sugarcured bacon; be
delicious with the greens, I saw!
Turnip greens atop the bulbs
Of earthy goodness.
I remember the from the book
Of Sages, the words of
Meade's and Meanest.
The greens of this frost bit
Place is the garden of the
Mizzers. Only the leaves of
Tender fresh turnips are for
Consumption . My cassorolle
Shall aroma of garlic, onions
and carrots.the crumbled bacon
Shall nearest thee.. the cream and
Roux shall mix with the broth
And these turnips and pumpkins
Shall be loved and adorned.
Not to be looked over by the
Mizzers and Scrooges..
What is hungry that
These turnips
Shall be fattened
With bacon. This
Spoke the troll
he gathered turnips
from Onsager s garden.
Breadcrumbs shall
atop this au gratin
With bacon , pumpkin
from Onsager s mystery
Garden He was angry
because Ole Onsager
Put fatback in front
Of the bacon hiding it
from the Scrooges and
Mizzers. But me Jack
the Troll but mi hand
beneath all that fatback
and found this treasure trove
Of sugarcured bacon. I saw
Turnip greens atop the bulbs
Of earthy goodness.
I remember the from the book
Of Sages, the words of
Meade's and Meanest.
The greens of this frost bit
Place is the garden of the
Mizzers. Only the leaves of
Tender fresh turnips are for
Consumption . My cassorolle
Shall aroma of garlic, onions
and carrots.the crumbled bacon
Shall nearest thee.. the cream and
Roux shall mix with the broth
And these turnips and pumpkins
Shall be loved and adorned.
Not to be looked over by the
Mizzers and Scrooges..
Song's of Stessed Women
"The Stresses Of Love"
Axiro and Orixa
The Dried Cabbage Queen"
Enamel finger-smeared thick with butter
Yellow onions, yellow butter, floured and browned
Just add cream
From roux to dream
Now spice to glue that hold my world together
The team assembles for its tasty mission
Cheddar, gouda, mozz and more
Thick sheets of ham
Tubers sliced translucent
Layered, latticed, clothed in white bliss
Sealed deep into my black Dutch Oven
Four hundred twenty-five degrees, twice boiling
Every five minutes, I keep checking
Time warps
seconds are hours
Only half done, removing the covering
Top comes off, melting marbarella muck
Gilded golden gruyere
Splattering over spuds
Swirling cheese seas
Miasmic fragrant fromage tauntingly teased air
Beep! Beep! Beep! It's done!
Don't waste a moment
Too hot to taste
Bubbling lava lake
Slowly crusting cheesy skin emerging from the oven
Finally, the soup solidified, gooey cultured cream
Ready for the fork and spoon
Potatoes caked
Ham baked
Reality as gastro-goodness manifested dream
Onto my plate, my fork, my palette, my bliss
Yeast buttermilk waffle batter
6 cups
Mix in 1/4 cup each
Shredded cabbage
Carrots
Red bell pepper
Onions
Bacon
Parmesan cheese
1 cup of diced lobster
4 tablespoons of minced garlic
1 cup of diced shrimp
Mix
Make waffles
Serve with
Lemon cream cheese sauce
Or
Roast pork
Sliced thin
Make about
Two cups of
Pork gravy
Pork broth and ah
Roux
Medium to thick
Three tablespoons of
Basil crown royal
And garlic
Add 1/4 heavy cream
1 tablespoon pine nuts
1 cup of slice mushrooms sauteed
In trouffe oil top waffle with pork slices
And top with gravy
Yeast buttermilk waffle batter
6 cups
Mix in 1/4 cup each
Shredded cabbage
Carrots
Red bell pepper
Onions
Bacon
Parmesan cheese
1 cup of diced lobster
4 tablespoons of minced garlic
1 cup of diced shrimp
Mix
Make waffles
Serve with
Lemon cream cheese sauce
Or
Roast pork
Sliced thin
Make about
Two cups of
Pork gravy
Pork broth and ah
Roux
Medium to thick
Three tablespoons of
Basil crown royal
And garlic
Add 1/4 heavy cream
1 tablespoon pine nuts
1 cup of slice mushrooms sauteed
In trouffe oil top waffle with pork slices
And top with gravy
It’s fall of 1888, the south of France,
In the verdant fields of Arles,
Two artists shared a single dream,
And so began their quarrel.
Vincent paved the way for Paul
With bold sunflower sprays.
Paul dissembled, stating plain,
“More practiced effort pays.”
“Don't smile before December,”
Said the mentor to his charge.
And the student pegged his better
As a bon vivant at large.
So, their tenure at the Yellow House
Grew troublesome and dark.
Their artists’ shared collective
Strayed a long way off its mark.
Dry and cold, the Mistral winds
Spread madness like a plague,
To infiltrate poor Vincent’s mind,
Whose memories grew vague.
Mania, delirium, anxiety, and fear,
Climaxed when the voices told him,
“You don’t need that ear!”
He’d heard no praise, regardless.
Dr. Rey used his sorry portrait
To fix his chicken coop.
Then Theo got engaged,
And Paul sailed away to Tahiti.
Now time’s become history,
And that paint smeared canvas,
Nailed to a chicken coop
Means to claim a hefty sum.
And Le Fou Roux lies cold in his grave,
Unmindful of the legend he’s become.
THIS SPACE RESERVED FOR
STARRY NIGHTS AT SAINT REMY
1 cup of smashed peas
2 Tablespoons of minced fresh thyme
2 tablespoons Rosemary
1/3 cup of chopped parsely
1 package of Italian dressing
2/3 cups of feta
1/4 of lemon juice
2 tablespoons of lemon zest
1 teaspoon of caueene
1)4 cups of shredded carrots
1/2 cup of beef stock
1 cup of bread crumbs
3 eggs
2 tablespoons of whosirshere sauce
2 tablespoons of rum
5 cups of ground turkey
Mix well
Bake in a loaf pan covered with foil
And use a foil covered brick to
Add weight to the top
Bake for 1&1/2 hours at 325'
In a sauce pan thinly sliced onions and green peppers
Sauteed two mixture in 6 tablespoons of olive oil
Add garlic about two cloves. Add 7 tablespoons of flour
Stir forms ng a brown roux. Add 1 cup of beef broth,
add 2 tablespoons of rum add 1/4 cup of tomato puree
Taste, salt and pepper to taste.
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